Sitting in dark
piercing red eyes
hollow heart beat
cold black tears
dieing to run living to walk
wanting to scream
in a peaceful neighborhood
kicking an throwing stuff
in a sweet little dream
hiding and stealing stuff
in a small thrift store
picking black roses
in a ghost-filled cemetery
hunting for souls
in a deadbeat forest
one thing you hear...
voices,voices all around you tellin you to cut yourself
cut yourself until the pain goes away
look on your shoulder you see the devil but theres no angel
wishing you were dead so you don't see it again
take the bullets out of the box
put all emotions in it
lock it and swallow the key take the gun to your heart
pull the trigger of death
all the happy people who loved you that you never saw
now cry tears of black just like you
scared they'll end up like you
but its too late
no one can save
if only they could of seen the pain running through your veins!!!
dedicated to my best friend Berto I will always and forever love you but if you kill your self this is how me and Jo will feel.So please stop scaring us.
