Bloody broken glass shards
My hands full
Screaming
You never listened then
Now you're a million miles away
My heart beats
And you lied like the dead to get me to stay
I am so over this
And over all you taught me
Here before the altar of my future
With a handful-
Press rewind
Do you remember all the petty lies
And fights and names
All the scars that I have you to thank
I am bitter, of course
Like November
Bitter, grey, cold, free
I am not what you wanted me to be
I am something else entirely
I stay up too late and go to bed too soon
I earn money and earn looks
You keep calling and saying 'come back!'
And I sit here and think
To what?
Beside my head as I sleep
Dreams to watch me as I-
Fast forward
Tomorrow I'll go out and forget you even exist
I don't need that old quick fix
No more knives or lies or alibis
Just me and these words at my side
You always wanted me to be your pet
This is the truth
Are you fucking dead yet?
Monday, February 23, 2009
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7 comments:
Bloody cool!
thanks.
put it to music...
I wish I could do more than just read this-but I can't.
Wow! Not dead yet but getting there!
long long time!!! boy! the flames scorch again... what do i say... words-worth!!
sure wann to question some archives of live... sure wanna burn the monies n looks.. but then sometimes, the feeling of lost, is actually what u find to be true.. loved the words in red (pun intended!)
really.. great to come back
Ouch, this is awesome. Been their done that. What powerful life affirming words. Great!
love-bd
aah sad broken heart...venting its angst...
zehr gut...do remember to break a few glasses and fling a few things also...makes a complete story :)
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