I did not know how hard this would be.
I had no clue of what I would see.
Is this how you feel? Is this all you?
This isn't real. This can't be true.
And it seems you don't love me, or don't care at all.
I'd put a bullet to my head, so you wouldn't fall.
And it's tearing me apart to see you break away.
But if that's what you want, I'll see you someday.
I feel so betrayed, left all alone.
You ran away, and I'm on my own.
You made your own choice, and chose a different path.
I'm not one to judge, nor am I one to wrath.
And it seems you don't love me, or don't care at all.
I'd put a bullet to my head, so you wouldn't fall.
And it's tearing me apart to see you break away.
But if that's what you want, I'll see you someday.
Someday, Someplace, Somewhere else.
Apr 24, 2011
Apr 24, 2011 at 4:27 PM UTC
Hand me my weapon,
Give me my blade.
Let me relieve,
All this sadness and pain.
The color red looks nice on my arms,
But don't be afraid, it won't cause any harm.
Hand me my weapon,
Give me my gun.
Let me pull the trigger,
And my life will be done.
Pass me the rope,
Pass me the rope.
Let me tie myself,
So i can choke.
You say i won't,
And i say "let's see".
You'll be proved wrong,
By the quick death of me.
Apr 19, 2011
Apr 19, 2011 at 5:16 PM UTC