(8) and maybe this forever is more then words written on a page, more then this phrase I will linger on.. Forever is what I am to you |
She screams at me
I scream at him...
The blade upon her wrist
Tears streaming down...
Rope around the throat
Hands tied behind her back...
My stomach is empty
My bones are exposed...
I sit here alone
No one knows why...
Little china doll, lying on your bed
A treasured lost memento inside your head...
Silence-
The sounds, the breaking of flesh...
It happened before we could realise
Before we could even open our eyes...
-_- another strange one... -_-
A day, a night...
\ - / sorry if it doesn't really make sense.. its...
A screaming halo of malice...
My psychotic dreams |
They laugh at me because I'm different.... |
..::The foot path of memories is all but covered by the cracks of regret::.. |