You eat at me,
You just wait for me to fail...
I look around to see...
Now that your gone
I can smile again...
I take my empty canvas
And I wash my ready brush...
The grim slick petals of a fresh black rose.
Darkness within covered with a dauntless purple...
I can't think, I can't write, I can't sleep,
I have seen too much, I can't see anymore...
The Chair I used so much,
Next to my desk...
Screaming to the clouds
Wishing I could feel happy...
Tugging the strings of your puppet,
you can control their every move...
The poison you use
putting me under a spell...
Going places i shouldn't be
taking my mind off of you...
These voices are real
So so very real...