turn, by Pyro-Knyght{J}
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i swore to myself once long ago
never again from these heights would i be thrown
years came and went soo many moons Ive seen fall
staying up all night bloodshot broken bottles
i feel soo much better when i cant remember
waking up next to her every morning
god i wish i could remember her name
wouldnt really matter shes differnt every time
is this the last of my rhymes?
i hope ive made you see
forever is so close to me
when trusting u is my greatest fear
wishing it all could be clear
each step killing more then the last
its hard to pack up my entire past
its locked inside every day haunting
escapeing thru violent fists and bloody screams |
Posted: 2007-01-10 08:17:36 UTC |
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