The Past

Looking at the past
I see my future
of pain and sin
without her...

Looking at my past
i reflect on my crimes
seeping blood on my wrists
without her

This world i cant stand
all these fears and wars
to be apart of this monster
i just want it quiet

I could lay forever
with nothing but cover
on my bed of sorrow
and my blood soaked sheets

to dream forever without waking
dreaming of her