TALENTS IN SLUMBER:
Children of wearied giant mother...
I like to drink...
I can't really help this...
HOLD, AIM, TARGET, RELEASE...
wait a few seconds to watch your world disappear...
I am not
happy...
Demeaning words hold fast
As I replay conversations in my head...
I'm trapped in a cold dark box,
I'm scared to be alone with my thoughts...
There are feelings, desires, wants and needs
I can no longer fulfill due to the wall that...
She thought she was over her depression. Their...
All alone in the darkness
Demons creep toward me...
She's hanging on by a thread, only wishing that...
I can't say these words, i just get up and cry...
With a nice dress and a deep blue bow
It's like I'm a puppet in your crazy little show...