Pantomime
I'm invisble; gone from everyone's sight Words come out But none are heard All I feel is hurt Tommorrow isn't that far away It will all start again
Sometimes I want to die I don't exist in this world Every night I feel... ... feel used by everyone All for a different purpose
Before falling into the dream realm The place better then reality I will feel... ... feel like dying
As I leave my body; it rests there beneath the earth's flesh impaled and gradually decaying; I can now stay in the dream realm forever Where I feel I belong Where I exist to traveling souls Where I'll never die inside... again
[desolatedemise] · Wed Oct 19, 2005 @ 09:28pm · 0 Comments |