jeudi

2.

22:52 - +

i
lay awake and exhausted
with
a bottle of pills beckoning me forward
who
wants to feel anything real anymore
no
we avoid what is real
hoping
to find an escape for the consequences are too great
consequences
the greatest tax added to my life
riches
are not enough to heal a broken man
boy
am i a boy still climbing up a hill
glass
cutting into my knees
love
dripping out of me
lost
i'm losing myself i'm losing me
telephone
would you ring, would he call
gain
part of myself back again
earn
a bit of respect
for
what the tides have surfaced
and
hold down just what consequence has brought us
quit
he says don't give in don't give up
then
don't walk away from me so easily
if
we can both exsist in the sunlight
moonlight
must heal our shattered souls
bring
us out of this storm
Care
start giving exactly what it is you take
Start
caring about the value of life for christ's sake.
Begging
for the chance for the hope and belief
Deepen
do you burn another or wrap the wounds of your last victim
do you burn another before you heal the wounds of your last victim