A moment stretched into a thousand years; the unholy silence screams at me; I grabbed the edge of my pillow with my teeth and prayed for death.
The pictures burned to my memories are forced upon me; it's torture to see; I opened my eyes and marked another day down. Only 100 more.
The truth was stolen from me from those to selfish to let me go; it will never come out now; I threw some water in my face to wash it off. Didn't help.
The lies were given as revenge and taken in exchange for my blood; this is permanent and you'll never recover; I read a chapter and then another and never saw the words.
The Devil embraced the silence singing the revenge I'd find; you'll be there when they fall; I ate a left over orange and brushed my teeth. Now what.
You stole from me and I hate you for it; I'll crush you with my hands until you admit it; I laid down again and stared and the flickering light. I'm so tired.
The screaming gets so loud from the thousands of little voices; they're laughing at you; I woke up and knew I was dreaming the whole time. 99 days to go.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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