My writing isnt good really. Its just something i do to pass the time, its a passion of mine but i just cant figure out what to write anymore. |
You sit in the corner between
wall and wall with your knees...
We started something
Left unfinished...
Want to see what happens when you hurt me like you...
Can you still see the pain in my emotionless eyes...
The day you left me I felt so alone,
So betrayed, I felt as if you ripped my heart out...
Down the the very last second of this...
This unconditional feeling is starting to get to...
Into a hole, we go again |
My heart is black from the trust i lack. My soul is gray cause you didnt stay. |