piece of mind? (I liked you better when you were sad and lonely)
Not all that glitters is gold Sometimes it's the metal of a ghost An entity that no longer touches my skin Subconscious thoughts, what you want most Ah, tradegy, best frenemy Bathe me in my sins (blood) Drown me in my sorrow (tears) For I wear on my flesh The marks of time I borrow Though I mustn't rush time Though I shouldn't want this Like I shouldn't want you Like I shouldn't like the bitter kiss Of a serpent that no longer kills But slowly, it's making me ill
Oh, I, poor little me I desire sadness like everyone else I glorify suffering like everyone else Each night is just another night And I do not deserve to breathe And so I shut my eyes and dream Of a world where everyone feels real And so I stop inhaling, why bother If inspiration comes from a broken soul
and if to write, you must suffer.
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