I'm not wanting
inhibitions...
Ive switched roles with who I wished to be
Now I'm the girl losing sanity...
Nothing will ever be able to explain this feeling,
so real, so beautiful...
I want to drink away all of my pain
until I become so unaware and numb...
In time, a desire distilled
Instilled in me...
A cold doorway for a shelter
an empty box for a bed...
I'm a mediocre vagrant.
With a sense of direction...
You walk no empty streets
You have no idea what its like to be me...
The image in the mirror
by: wittney beckstead...
Sitting alone....
without a single ray of hope...
Broken hearted once again, didnt think it would...
Tears rolling like blood running threw my veins...
As the days grow weary and the skys turn gray
I depend on you to show me the way...