It's a lonely little whimper, like the voices in your head
A bitter paranoia, the price of being dead
Psychopathic murder but never mind the pain
Black and bloody fear, pushed into your veins
Behind these life stained walls, the stench of burning skin
Apathetically insane voices herd within
Torture me in vain to rot the many years
Drench my skin in pain and drink my wasted tears
My soul is torn
Locked in a moment
Desperately trying to convince myself that it's alright
Too young to die
But in the mean time...I'll just cry
My life is lapsed
And in this moment nothing else matters
But the sound of your voice made my heart beat faster
Those were my last thoughts before sleep
Weak with longing to return to the dreams
My mind is fucked
I'm apathetically afraid
You've been gone for so long but I still feel the pain
In hope that you'll be back someday
Your face may be here but your voice went away
Come back to be
My heart is worn
Passing to and fro across my mind
Wondering if I will ever get to hear you again
I miss the tone that instantly dried my tears
I miss the feeling of being loved
I miss listening to your stories
And crying
Please...
Come back to me
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