I just have to get my mind off the past
Off the present
Off the future
Then I'll be okay
When I don't think anymore
When I don't feel anymore
When I can't remember why I hated myself
Death is beautiful no matter how you dance
And dancing is graceless
I believe
I believe dancing is graceless
Faithless?
I'm faithless
Hopeless
Heartless
Without the shadow of the doubt
I am the darkness behind your eyes
All your naughty little lies
The knife in every back you stabbed
The voice that makes the demands
Blood is such a horrid colour
And dancing is graceless
Death is dancing in the moon
In the night
Under the sky
With a million outcast thoughts to haunt your eyes
When will my mind settle down and let me sleep?
I just want to be laid to rest
Get all these agonies off my chest
Stop pressing my heart to a dead line
I feel fine
I promise
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
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This poem is blue with lashes and splashes of red!
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