Silence, may I have this dance?
Life became too much for me to bear, this could be my last chance to
Salvage what has been given to me, I've been deluded and to be honest I'm feeling so empty...
I'm feeling like there is nothing left inside, like I'm indwelling a dying husk, a shell
Made of crumbling stone, a single step could be enough to make my bitter kingdom cave in.
I'm dying.
Don't you dare to take this away from me, though I see that this life seems like waste to you
But after all, these shattered pieces are all that's left of my past
I wish that I could make you understand what it means to me to make this memories last
What you call suicide and demise is what I call everyday life
Nothing, no one, nowhere around me
I've been deluded and to be honest I'm feeling so empty...
Situations, dying moments, monuments consumed by the shores of time
Everlasting, always straining, at all times still fascinating
A chapter I never want to bury, I'd rather carve my heart
Miscreated, torn to pieces, born to be the missing piece of no one
I don't even try to burn my wrong decisions,
As they can't be undone which is no coincidence.
I just wish that I could make you believe
That I've been deluded, that I'm feeling so empty...
Dear I'm feeling so empty...
Dear I'm feeling so empty.
suicidalhorizon
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