Sunday, 26 June 2011

Tomorrow

I Miss The Old Days,
Pop A Pill,
The Pain Goes Away,
Now I Grieve,
I Live Through It,
But Everyday I grieve..
 
Tomorrow,
Her Special Day,
A Tear Will Fall..
Will I Call?
No,
I’ll Try But It Will Be Too Hard,
I’m Not Strong Enough,
It Eats Me,
It Burns Away,
Torturing Me,
Tormenting Me..
 
If Ever Someone Asked Me,
How It Feels,
To Have Your Heart Pierced,
Ripped In Two,
Bury A Dagger Straight Through,
Deprive It Of Life,
Starve It,
Suffocate,
Annihilate,
Then I can say,
I Know..
 
The Tumour Inside,
Growing,
Feeding Off My Ordeal,
Crushing My Every Organ,
I’ll Wear My Mask To Work,
Smile And Laugh,
Be So Fucking Helpful,
Until I Return Home,
Where I’ll Crumble,
And Break..
Burn Me At
The Stake,
Free Me From This Sorrow,
For Tomorrow,
Inside I’ll Die.

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