Its not just the actions of our hate, |
I cut my self to take away the pain,
Scars and memories are all that remain...
Stop my crying,
Stop this pain...
You feel like you are caged,
And you need to be freed...
I can not Sleep,
So I can not dream...
Looking in the mirror,
At this invisible face...
See blood,
Relieving pain...
I get caught up,
And my mind becomes clear...
In my heart,
A Revelation to my mind...
Looking in the mirror,
At this invisible face...
I cut and I bleed,
To relieve my pain...
Its not just the actions of our hate, |
Why does the eye see more clearly in dreams, Then the imagination when awake? |
*Think about this* |