Tree have fallen all around me but they don't make a sound
silhouettes of sadness lying
All around
There's no mirror in the bathroom so I can't see my face just a lonely image trapped inside this place
Where did my life where did I go so wrong did the devil made me do it or was I acting all alone
Years of laughter Echo loudly in my mind still searching for happiness I can't seem to find
Can I tell you a secret, no because if I do it will no longer be one
But if all my wrongs were stones I could build a castle
In my mind my thoughts continue to wrestle with yesterday's dreams in today's reality of what I have become a lost soul afraid of living or life
My body is possessed by demons who are caringly caressing a condemned spirit
I look at the world with blurred vision only seeing distorted images of life that's so misunderstood.
Brian K. Benton
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
Tree have fallen all around me but they don't make a sound
silhouettes of sadness lying
All around
There's no mirror in the bathroom so I can't see my face just a lonely image trapped inside this place
Where did my life where did I go so wrong did the devil made me do it or was I acting all alone
Years of laughter Echo loudly in my mind still searching for happiness I can't seem to find
Can I tell you a secret, no because if I do it will no longer be one
But if all my wrongs were stones I could build a castle
In my mind my thoughts continue to wrestle with yesterday's dreams in today's reality of what I have become a lost soul afraid of living or life
My body is possessed by demons who are caringly caressing a condemned spirit
I look at the world with blurred vision only seeing distorted images of life that's so misunderstood.
Brian K. Benton
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