You’re
Here because your mind kidnapped you from your brain.
Now
Watch my soul walk right out of my shell.
The real-life
flesh prison.
It’s
Something to love and Something to hate.
Use it and abuse it.
And one Morning, you can "realize" that you really cared.
Time is nothing.
You're always the same.
Dead and Gone?
No, never gone,
Just kicking it on the bright side of life.
If i could remember.
I would find a way
to build a makeshift hallucination of your voice.
A fires burning out
& leaving nothing more than a handful of
Ashes.
You've lost everything.
Ashes to sand,
You've made something out of Nothing.
One day.
Some day, is always a nice thought.
You can't cry forever.
Eventualy.
You'll run out of tears and
it won't hurt as bad as it did at first.
I thought I wanted revenge.
I guess,
I wanted closure.
Turning the page and starting a new chapter.
Apr 15, 2012
Apr 15, 2012 at 1:32 PM UTC
You’re
Here because your mind kidnapped you from your brain.
Now
Watch my soul walk right out of my shell.
The real-life
flesh prison.
It’s
Something to love and Something to hate.
Use it and abuse it.
And one Morning, you can "realize" that you really cared.
Time is nothing.
You're always the same.
Dead and Gone?
No, never gone,
Just kicking it on the bright side of life.
If i could remember.
I would find a way
to build a makeshift hallucination of your voice.
A fires burning out
& leaving nothing more than a handful of
Ashes.
You've lost everything.
Ashes to sand,
You've made something out of Nothing.
One day.
Some day, is always a nice thought.
You can't cry forever.
Eventualy.
You'll run out of tears and
it won't hurt as bad as it did at first.
I thought I wanted revenge.
I guess,
I wanted closure.
Turning the page and starting a new chapter.
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