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by Disenchanted Mar 11, 2008 category : Life, society / about society
On death row I watch you stare My eyes are slitted, abandoned their care I see the door, unlock and Ajar, But know now I won't be going very far. They take the cuffs from my wrists, and for a moment I seem free Until I begin walking, man before, and behind me. They take me to my chamber, a cruel and cold cell. Where no matter how hard you scream, no one can tell. Once again I'm locked in, alone for a moment of thoughts. My fine ones, I remember things I've never forgot. Your face, your hair, your smile, your hands, your eyes The way you wiped the tears that I cry My face fall in my hands, and I know this is a miss calculation How could I kill the man I love? I'm filled with frustration. They pin me down, strap me tight enough to bruise They don't care anymore, neither do I; There's nothing to lose. The needle breaks the skin, and I begin to fade away Oh, the tears are finally rolling down my face. This is all false it can't be. I couldn't kill him, he was apart of me. And away I fade, from this life and ahead To a place where I can laugh, to a place I used to make pretend. There he is, the man I've loved this entire time. He wipes my tears, and tells not to cry. And with my hand in his, we soar to our new paradise Away from the tears, the hate, and all the vice.