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by Ã맆îñ¥ Jul 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
A silver snake tangled by my throat Slips beside my skin and wrapped inside my coat Keeps me so still at night Makes sure I lose every fight The clasp with its forked tongue Pushing taunts in every side No matter where I try to run There’s no way that I can hide Each link burrows into my skin The silver hisses as I struggle It laughs as I lie in pain Exhausted from the strain It keeps me but does not hurt me Only your fists can damage me so Can pound me till I lie Almost dead with nowhere to go Each purple flower you grow on me Reminds you I feel everything That silver is embedded in my veins Please lose the chains If I give a dying wish Would you honour my last hope? Knowing you won That I could no longer cope I’m dreaming of lying still I’m staring at the sun Lose the chains It can never be undone My deaths only just begun You love to test and tease But the chains restrain my limbs No one knows of my disease It’s time to let me go It’s time to bury the remains It’s time to make excuses It’s time to lose the chains