The snow falls to the ground, cold and heartless...
The grey sky frowns down, feeling resentment as...
The first cold breeze creeps through the air...
The falling leaves whisper a gentle sorry as they...
A silent poet, uncovered lies,
A broken promise brings tears to my eyes...
Another rainy day, another tear to shed, another...
I close my eyes and cry, the fifth night in a row...
Bleed myself to sleep
Tear away my dreams...
I've always been selfish, rude and cold,
I've always been scared of the lies I told...
The passing of time has healed my heart,
But memories of you feel cold and dark...
A thought to deep to share cowers in the shadows...
A thought to deep to share cries a lullaby to my...
As blood runs from the grayest stone, rich and...
Or as birds bearing tarnished feathers and broken...
Creating a society impresionable youths is creating a society of comformists. |
Feed this insatiable passion I have; |
Why wait for death in all its comforts when it lies upon the tip of every blade, in the bullet of every gun, in the poison of every heartache? |