It was a time of happiness
Joy and peace and fun
But then that joy changed to pain
A war zone in the gut.
Bombs from veins to vein
missile to the main archery
It blows, its sharp.
Cats claw to the heart
Tear it apart, do it slow
Let the sorrow take advantage
Of my shallow ways.
I take advise from a good friend
But no words don’t make sense
Words of hatred, grief and stress
Only words in my dictionary
Unable to see the truth
Unable to see the light
Not seeing the freedom
Light at the end of the tunnel
But I know its only a train
To knock me down once again
Back to square minus 29
If I where you
And you where me
Id kill torture you to death
That’s what I deserve!
Don’t tell me that im wrong
Its what I feel, I do, its true.
I screw through my left eye
Another in the right
Skin me with ur razor blades
Is there a point to this?
Theres no point to the words I say
But its what im feeling now
Makes no sense I hear you say
…precisely
