Tomorrow?, by Pocket516
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Rapid breathing
Mental bleeding
Stare at the ceiling
No hope for healing
Fuck this place
Fuck these people
Leaders can rape me
Take my faith and freedom
But you cannot have me
My heart is peaceful
Lie here longer
Two hours, three hours
Mindset stronger
Stress me out
Beat me down
Caught up in frustration
No final destination
Cannot rest, but always worry
Wish my pulse would fade
Wish my vision turned blurry
Leave me here, quiet and alone
I need some rest
Either tonight or forever
Then I can wonder
If tomorrow might have been better |
Posted: 2011-06-28 23:09:04 UTC |
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