Listening to: BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE
my eyes are bleeding
and the voice inside
my head wearing thin
i sit and listen and wait
for the intro..
your eyes are just fading away
the taste of you inside my mouth
remains..with a slight sour texture
the scent of you
reminds me. of the bed
we fucked in the stench is now
lingering though
And now i know
you have someone in the your
bed i fought for nothing...
you laugh at it all
you make me sick
cus i beleieved you
never again..!!!
Most girls by my age have already have the art of fucking down..i love the ones who dont want me
and the ones who want i just cant wake up next to. i fight for nothing and hurts it burns i was someones friday night whore,
where is the ectasy in life
where did you when i showed youe verything..
Now when your new life comes crashing down i will remeber the late nites and the tears,cus ive done this for far too long.
i scream at the top of my lungs
not knowing what is around the corner
and if these walls could talk
they tell you id ont need it is just
my weakness speaking
Moments of play with another
lets me at ease
and i please to forget
i ask the questions but your never there
you hide and fill yourself with emptyness
i never want to love again.
ive said these many times..but now its all changed!!!!
i look away when i want to see your face..
all the old pictures ive thrown away
you will alway be remembered i fucking hate this! i dont need a picture and old love note from you to knwo and understand who you are cus you will always be alive in my hart.
Nobody told me...this would be easy..to forget the pain..
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