A reflection is suppose to represent one-self right? |
Race across a ribbon
of candy caned roads...
They place us
in such well crafted...
You dressed me up
in silken chords...
When the world whispers
the rumors of wars...
I carry shame
like a beloved companion...
Mama, I saved a life today
That boy would have died...
There are moments
Where my body is no longer mine...
I spun a web of lies
Weaving in and out...
I’m staring
Into the eyes...
It comes slowly
like a hurricane...
There's a scream your silence that doesn't let anyone in. |
Here's my heart you can have it and you always will. |
Here I am playing with fire, and the flame won't even burn my fingertips. |