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Narcolepsy* hard and heavy watch me fall asleep
            Lulled to bed in a cunning thread of the tangled web we weave
    I dream in pristine colors, windows of my mind anew
No fingerprints or ***** looks or evidence of you

         I find comfort in forever wherever it may be
        I may have left my home but it will always stay with me
                 The smell of all the smoke with the sound of all the rain
   On constant playback every second deep within my brain

        I found that time is all that matters and everything else faded
        I spent years and years learning how to forget everything I hated
    I've only gotten older and have nothing left to show
              Except a ringing alarm clock and blood on my pillow

    
Narcolepsy** hard and heavy watch me as I sleep
     Another pill, another high, another date to keep
      If I shall die before I wake, I hope that I'm with you
    Then it won't matter where I go, cause you will see me through
We're tied by fate
marching with promises sewn over lips.
Our minds shut
and controlled.
They call us imperfect
if you can deny.
Sunken eyes and faded skin
we are the things you crave from within.
The city is disgusting.
A corpse of what it used to be.
We're aloof.
We let the drugs permeate our system.
We stay high.
The ground is caked in dirt and rust.
We are worth your trust.
It's feels sick when we think about what we used to be.
We are your twenty one broken dreams.
Take me slowly through the night
where the light is low like candlelight.
        Only in a blink of an eye;
I dream of daylight shinning bright
seeping into my eyes when they are tight.

What a beam of light?
                      Oh, wait. Just a trick in my eye.

They’re false dreams that I seem to forget
the promising signs of one I might not get.
         Only in one’s eyes that they do see--
are nightmares that one feels fidget
to become the reality and turn into hogget.

Which road to take--what is the truth.
Only to know my heart splits into two.
Blah, Blah.
Give me something to look forward to life--
so I can dream like I used to as a child;
innocent and young where my mind is not poison,
let me look forward to something
instead of nothing when I'm away from home.
Too far away for my heart to  care--
seems like my soulless heart has lost it's way
through this dark cloud of field.
Give me life, give me something to look forward
in life.
Need some inspiration. Wishing for something to inspire my soulless heart.
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