"Untitled", by Crimson_Tide915 Subscribe to rss feed for Crimson_Tide915

I lay here secluded, to these memories of the past,
I don't know where I am but I know there's no way back.
How do I get myself into these predicament's,
When the time is present it feels so right,
Now I lay here completely out of sight.

This pain I feel is tearing at me within,
These stupid mistakes I made this trap I fell in.
This is the Devil's work no doubt in my mind,
So I guess he is just going to have to suck up his pride,
For this is not a trap I'm going to let slide.

As I cradle these bones I once laid to rest,
I forget about all the things of my sorrow past.
For this is my new beginning of my life's crest,
I'll go on with life taking no breath from the past. 

Posted: 2011-02-24 14:18:36 UTC

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