Tangle me up in the rope of life,
bind me to the past...

The shadowy sky
reflects my soul...

I walk across this burning bridge,
flaming memories turn to ash...

Your always crying to yourself,
no ones listening at all...

We live in a black and white world,
with standardized lines to show...

I lie beneath the surface,
numb to what i feel...

Help this lonely child,
take her by the hand...

The fury flame burns,
burns your hope in to ashes...

I'm so sick of this disease
Plagued with misery it seems...

She looks at all the smiling faces
she does not belong...

This is my first attempt to write something that...
Our eyes tell more stories than our lips...

**this had a kind of rythym like a beat i guess...
Tremble...