Welcome to my mind aka my writing, where you get an all access pass behind the plastic smile. The betrayal that comes with being abandoned by your mother, the pain from being beaten but your parents at an early age, the isolation from being bullied by ones peers, and the self destruction created by addiction. These are my struggles in an attempt to rise above and express the real me... So I might just be a lil fuked in the head but hey who isn't! |
Limits they call them.
Reality they say...
There's a blade to my skin;
Tears in my eyes...
I've been damaged
Maybe even beyond repair...
I'm scared of the dark...
No! I'm scared of Night...
I've been damaged
Maybe even beyond repair...
Its bliss in all essence
Relief in every form...
Agony flows through my veins
Burning as it circulates...
I'm trapped in an open field
And I feel but it can't be real...
If "a dream is a wish your heart makes", then nightmares are the reality your brain knows to be true. |
Let's face it, we all talk differently depending on who we're talking to and who's around you. So when you find that person who you talk to the way you wish you could talk to everyone else like hold them tight and never let go. |