The world is ending,
I close my eyes and the yelling gets louder,
I turn on music and the tears push harder,
I press the heal of my hand on my face and the thoughts grow stronger,
The world is ending
I'm falling- if only I had wings,
I am lost in this cycle between life and death,
and i cant decide which I like better,
I close my eyes and the world is ending,
The world will always be ending,
So, I fall asleep so the yelling can get louder and I'll stop trying to fly.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC
The world is ending,
I close my eyes and the yelling gets louder,
I turn on music and the tears push harder,
I press the heal of my hand on my face and the thoughts grow stronger,
The world is ending
I'm falling- if only I had wings,
I am lost in this cycle between life and death,
and i cant decide which I like better,
I close my eyes and the world is ending,
The world will always be ending,
So, I fall asleep so the yelling can get louder and I'll stop trying to fly.
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