The last light you see is the one you will remeber
when you are roused later on
the feeling of blood against you wrist
Will haunt you in the morning
when you slip into the numbness
you forget all your anguish
And that feeling that arrives
That Will make others cry
Is the feeling of relief with only darkness as your friend
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
The last light you see is the one you will remeber
when you are roused later on
the feeling of blood against you wrist
Will haunt you in the morning
when you slip into the numbness
you forget all your anguish
And that feeling that arrives
That Will make others cry
Is the feeling of relief with only darkness as your friend
