The untold truths of my hurting mind burst out as lines on skin
why is the destroying of myself is my one escape
oh how i wish these were just the imaginings of a old has been
however thats not the case here as my minds bend all out of shape
my internal screams long to have freedom of the air waves
the sprints my devastating thoughts are an ever growing force
after all my soul wishes it was just one of the many visible graves
yet these expanding lines of my deadly summanings so no remorse
burning am i and all that runs in my system for the final breath
scraping and digging at my flesh i burst with a vision
i'm at my point of entering the gates of death
oh this is my very final decision
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
The untold truths of my hurting mind burst out as lines on skin
why is the destroying of myself is my one escape
oh how i wish these were just the imaginings of a old has been
however thats not the case here as my minds bend all out of shape
my internal screams long to have freedom of the air waves
the sprints my devastating thoughts are an ever growing force
after all my soul wishes it was just one of the many visible graves
yet these expanding lines of my deadly summanings so no remorse
burning am i and all that runs in my system for the final breath
scraping and digging at my flesh i burst with a vision
i'm at my point of entering the gates of death
oh this is my very final decision
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