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This isnt a road To the bottomless pit of my soul Becoming half of the better damaged portion of whats whole Some call it sick, deranged, insane And sometimes I prefer it Rather that to be just labeled this plain And play like some disfigured chess piece in lifes corrupted game Feel the sorrow Life reached And so, accepting youth Still wanting to grow and just let go But the grips from the fingertips Of insanitys overbearing hold Feels airtight As if I need the jaws of life To come and cut me out the darkness In an effort to shed light From the subject To the public The world can live without me Still feel blessed inside to speak my mind And hoping they never doubt me And through death Hoping they remember And never ever will they ever forget about me And if Im resurrected Second coming of second life Second chance to know about me An insight to my own sight Tell God: Youll see
Posted on: Mon, 04 Nov 2013 19:32:30 +0000

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