My hearts undone,
one by one,
plucked away until they're gone.
I can't pretend, I'm going in
mind unwind oblivion.
Forced by fate, I sit and wait
through the motions of each day.
The hope it fades, frustration rage
Long haul for the pearly gates.
Makeshift breath is put to rest,
it's what they call the life of test.
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
My hearts undone,
one by one,
plucked away until they're gone.
I can't pretend, I'm going in
mind unwind oblivion.
Forced by fate, I sit and wait
through the motions of each day.
The hope it fades, frustration rage
Long haul for the pearly gates.
Makeshift breath is put to rest,
it's what they call the life of test.
