Self indulged in rage-infested thought
Remain I my last resort
Dreams of cheer and plans we lay
Foolishly thinking we would come to that day
For then we thought we would ever last
Not to shatter to pieces in'a sudden blast
Talking on how we would name our children
Deep inside I feel as if I hav't **** them
Left alone in a sleepless night
Nothing but guilt, spil't left and right
For one who had such a clear conscience
To a mind of pain and other worthless nonsense
Dare I wish I you never met
Or hope you find a cruel death
For my mind has no place to lie
Filled with graves of the dreams you let die
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
Self indulged in rage-infested thought
Remain I my last resort
Dreams of cheer and plans we lay
Foolishly thinking we would come to that day
For then we thought we would ever last
Not to shatter to pieces in'a sudden blast
Talking on how we would name our children
Deep inside I feel as if I hav't **** them
Left alone in a sleepless night
Nothing but guilt, spil't left and right
For one who had such a clear conscience
To a mind of pain and other worthless nonsense
Dare I wish I you never met
Or hope you find a cruel death
For my mind has no place to lie
Filled with graves of the dreams you let die
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