stuck in horror
i fear of losing that very last breath
each day, falling deeper and deeper
i'm drowning, i'm begging, i'm gasping for love
give me a sign
give me a hand
or allow a silent death
so that i may rest not in peace, but just rest
not that i'm oblivious to it
but i just couldn't be fucked
the taste of bloody sorrow
kills my senses
it boils my innards, ripping me apart
i clench my teeth as i recall
breaking down that wall
was a lot harder than i thought
but you were there
over there,
the other side
i see you through the bricked wall
i see you
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