Sitting alone in the dark room
Only the ceiling resembles skies of gloom
Which symbolizes doom and boom
Echoes through the waves of the silent beat
My heart runs so cold on this night that is struggles to find heat
Connection is lost
Emotions don't make a sound
My tears freeze past the point of frost
The voice in my mind wakes all near as it screams aloud
The ones I love hear a painful noise
The ones I hate cheer cause it's always been their choice
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC
Sitting alone in the dark room
Only the ceiling resembles skies of gloom
Which symbolizes doom and boom
Echoes through the waves of the silent beat
My heart runs so cold on this night that is struggles to find heat
Connection is lost
Emotions don't make a sound
My tears freeze past the point of frost
The voice in my mind wakes all near as it screams aloud
The ones I love hear a painful noise
The ones I hate cheer cause it's always been their choice
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