She opens the door
Staggers slowly through...
Brought from ignorance
Beings that lied to me...
I'm aware that
All this chaos makes you unnerved...
Everythings getting to me,
especially you...
I can't wait till your back in
my arms...
I'm sick of waking up
I'm sick of the demand...
The lonesome of the dark
is my newest best friend at night...
Tears pool in those aqua coloured eyes
Glaring into the mirror, despising what she sees...
This life is a false reality
Brought together by mortality...
I put my trust in you
And part of me to...
Trying to keep everything inside
But I must have been lied...
As tears run down my face,
I wonder how this could happen...