Suffering Into The Night



I am sorry pal.
But once again I am lying to myself and this is the worst sort of lie ever made.
How can I seem so right about what I say when I know nothing?
I am shrunken under my sheet waiting to get through the night for days.
But these hopeless ways are never ending.
I just want to put things aside...
 and stop this silence riot in my head
and stop this war in my heart.
sometimes it is hard to shout into the silence
I just wanted your friendly palms to wipe these tears from my cheeks.
I know it sounded childish..  it's me. do you remember?
this would be another new  beginning of an eventually  deathly new ending.
But  I want it. I want it really bad.

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