Hold your head, scream at the floor, pull out your hair a little more, run down the corridor, fall down the stairs, to get off the floor and scrape your nails, down the walls and to the right, there's a sublime there in sight, smash it into the wall so big, and slide down it, down it, to the place where you can cry, hold your knees up to your eyes, it's a place where you can hide.... don't know why you want to survive, it's this horrible life you lead... change it up or mix it around, jump up to fall back down, keep your head up to the sky, you'd be lucky if it didn't cry.
If these darkened skies didn't open up, would these tears on my face keep streamin'
If these droplets lightened up, would the heart just keep beating,
Will I chose to remain,
With this heavy heart still beating,
When it was so easy---
 Rozencard · Fri Feb 15, 2008 @ 05:43pm · 1 Comments |
