
These padded walls inside my head
try to trap u but gets me instead
and then I drink the red of you
remembering everything I slew.
I collapse inside everything
seeing what tomorrow brings
foretold the winding of the dream
nothings ever what it seems.
My mind explodes in a reigning rage
the story gets told ,there's no next page
no dark corners are nearby
nowhere in which I can hide
only walls surrounding me
walls of broken hearts and dreams.
These padded walls inside my head
try to trap u but gets me instead
and then I drink the red of you
remembering everything I slew.
Oh, come on
-
Update (two weeks or so later):
*Better sentiment ("LIFES MATTER";"Don't fucking EVEN"), no correction of
grammar.*
7 years ago

0 comments:
Post a Comment