mercredi, mars 28, 2012


the life where i was born
in that era that isn't mine
I see lights everywhere I look
Swallowing darkness like a cancer

Every bit of it disapearing
Quickly, swiftly, silently...
And so black that i am
will i evaporate the same

Is there an option for this soul of mine
So out of place, so out of shape
I cannot connect to nothing
And im too bruised to try again

Hard words, draining my efforts of kindness
like if sweetness needed to be exclusive
like my brain wasn't suppose to feel
making this hard to be good

and i'll fall onto that path
where return is even harder
am i free?
will i ever be?

let me fall
no safety net
no anquer
i will not come back