Maybe it's symbolic that
I fell asleep caressing scissors...
Warrior Watchcat
God of war, lion-like and ferocious...
Tears are fighting to find their freedom
Form the temporary prison that are my eyes...
The glow swirled around her,
and leaves fell from the tree...
Bible in hands of the poor
Rich become masters of sin...
Will I live without this support?
Hold me tightly before I bleed out...
Tormented words written in ink
God will give them blood to drink...
21st party tonight..
your bestie will be M.I.A...
Behind these eyes are so much pain
while I'm smiling on the outside...
Rocky cliffs, what a way to end a life
Vodka bottle, trying to forget this strife...
He thinks you're ugly, dirty, filthy
disgusting...
Blood and bone;
It's all the same...