Y does it go on like this
y does one get it back...
Washed up dreams on a shore of terror
Harbor no hope of erasing an error...
Anger I hate it
With my every being...
A broken heart,
Eyes red from crying...
She thought you could be her friend,
you laughed at her ruthlessly...
I know its not the best thing to talk about it...
But something just doest feel rigt...
Deeper and deeper, into the abyss,
quick sand, sucking and pulling me down...
The diminishing light helped provide
Enough illumination for the inside...
Negligence - chilling you right to the bone,
Weaving the web of a destiny unknown...
"Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief"...
Kiss the star of Bethlehem
with your pursed and rosy lips...
I saw them
They were standing tall...