Breathing in utero
The music doesnt sound so peaceful tonight
The air, the humid, the atmosphere--
They all seemed to be in pain
They're cold
Every one outside these four walls were right
I am not the same as I was
I'm still lost, forlorn in this light
Nights before exist only for a shot glass
Wrecked,I picked up the spoon
Then stir the mixed up evening without stars
These walls I've set so high--
are suffocating the life that I enjoyed for a long long time
Why is there a need to kill the hope
Even these senses can't be trusted alone with a rope
For September just ended but this month is still fucked
I am still stuck in this rut
My hands were shaking--feeling my joints crushing
My back is disappointing me
I can't feel, everything is a blur
My eyes are filled with words need to be written again
Tell me now, did I deserve to be in this abyss
Look me in the eyes
Tell me now, did i deserve to be this broken?
Like all your promises
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