The halls of my mind
Is haunted with memories
What you'll find
Is the last you'll ever see
Blood caked rooms
Whisper hurtful words
Silent tombs
On the floor rotting birds
Every window broken,
Every clock stopped.
Ghosts in the corner moping,
Every door locked.
No way out,
My mind has me tight.
Hear me shout,
Hear me fight.
No escape for the dead,
The laughs never stops.
Is this all in my head?
My heart drops.
Carpe Diem.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 12:43 AM UTC
The halls of my mind
Is haunted with memories
What you'll find
Is the last you'll ever see
Blood caked rooms
Whisper hurtful words
Silent tombs
On the floor rotting birds
Every window broken,
Every clock stopped.
Ghosts in the corner moping,
Every door locked.
No way out,
My mind has me tight.
Hear me shout,
Hear me fight.
No escape for the dead,
The laughs never stops.
Is this all in my head?
My heart drops.
Carpe Diem.
