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Left To Die In Darkness
Always left to die in darkness
Always feeling like she was worse than dirt
With a knife in hand, she muttered few words,
"There is no hope for me here,
There is no life left for me."
Blood splattered on the blade as it plunged into her.
Her last thoughts of the hatred she felt.
How she was always left alone, no one here for her.
She felt like no one would notice if she left
if she never returned, just to die.
What she didn't know was how wrong she was.
There is someone for everyone. She just had to wait.
He would never like her. Their friendship would only get worse.
Always left to die in the darkness.
Always feeling like she was worse than dirt.
With a knife in her hand, She muttered few words,
"There is no hope for me here.
There is no life left for me."
Inhaling Your Intoxication
Is there any chance you might be
on this bed, lying beside me?
Do not worry, I will not hurt you
No matter what happens to us.
Through the troubling times,
All that keeps me sane in my little world,
are the sweet, lucent memories of our past.
The door to reality slowly opens
No matter what, no light makes its way through
In her mind, darkness surrounds her
Could you be here, with me? Even if I can't see?
She asks herself over and over.
Somehow, she knows, deep in her heart
He's not there. He never will be.
The darkness in her ignorant mind clouds her thoughts
Where is he? Why isn't he here with me? What happened?
The door to reality slowly opens
No matter what, no light makes its way through
In her mind, darkness surrounds her
Could you be here with me? Even if I can't see?
She asks herself over and over.
The hiden light of reality, never too be seen by her.
For denial blocks her mind,
Depression clouds her thoughts,
and the razor slices her skin wide open.
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