As My Colours Fade Away, You Ask If I'm Okay..

I Am Who I Am,
Twisted And Crying over You..
Again

You coloured my rainbow Black..

What's the point of wasting all my words
if its the same, or even worse
than reading poems to a horse

Patiently waiting for the words you'll never say..

On and on the rain will fall,
like tears from the sun

You are just an other disappointment

Leave me amongst ur past with pain
or on the train tracks
to bloody the train

No sleep is deep enough to forget you

Thinking of you gives me butterflies <3