The world of Despise

by Bleed-Like-Me   Mar 17, 2004


In the world of silence
I hear a cry
A little voice in saying she wants to die
I can feel the cold sweeping upon her feet
Her little heart skipping a beat

When her eyes shut, they will never open
In a world where her heart has been broken

The feeling has grown
She wants to be free
Free from this dream that wont let her be

Her life is forgotten
Her thoughts vanished
In a little town
That she fears
Her life a storm ready to pound
Her life is an everlasting merry-go-round
Going to fast
But yet, too slow
When she wants to be all alone

She cries with pain
In her room alone
Hurts herself, when no one is home
She cries to herself
With the blade to her wrist
Making her one and only last wish

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