The hurt

by timothy cadwell   Jul 9, 2008


Thoughts that melt me to my Chair
hopeless dreams that you care
my heart throbs with confusion
my mind so clouded with dilution
i just want to be held in angel arms
and gaze in to your sole and see your inner charms
but you left me alone.
i feel so cold well we talk on the phone
a favorite toy replaced by age and new trends.
replaced for the bedder accessory that Marches your friends
i am old news.
a lonely soldier singing the blues
I'm the nice guy so i have to lose
i just wanna conceal my self in cage
or blow my brains out with rage
I'm finishing last like always
crying my heart out for thousands of days
I'm so sick of the world treating me like sh*t
i wanna die i f-ing for-fit
hears my towel, I'm throwing it in
i hope life with out me is great
hold on its about to begin
f you for lie-ing
for pretending you where trying
saying you where there while i was crying
but you where some ware els and now I'm dieing
good bye o world of pain
as i log this knife in my brain

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