My artistic has been clouded
for so very long...
My will to keep on living is dried up and...
for without you in my life, my story can't be...
My anger seethes and boils
and pulsates through every vein...
Behind a solid cloak of black garb, the poor girl...
Instead of talking and writing, it is in ebony...
Prancing around striving for attention,
Affable advice departs from your lips...
BEATING THE PAIN
and even when i smile...
I'm falling into a bottomless pit
trying to reach the bottom...
The Darkness in my soul is always there
No concrete form invisible like air...
Breaking down from time to time
Like a schizophrenic...
As time goes by you'll know what i mean
the times in the dark you'll see what I've seen...
Couple's of the year, nicest smile, best hair,
Girls hiding in the bathroom, crying is despair...
I am your last second
The moment for your escape...