I am not laughing. I run away, you run away, he runs away, they keep running...
Being nice only to get what they want. Savage world, cruel things, nasty reality. That´s all it is.
Good intentions, fake smiles, empty conversations, empty space, empty braims, empty hearts, empty souls... Emptiness. Fill my glass with wine, my soul with peace, my heart with drums.
Coldness, ice, grey sky, black thunders... I don´t want to go out. Hidden. Away from all the things I don´t like. Alone with my phantoms, my demons and my fears... Cooking my poison in hell, boiling my panic, washing my nightmares.
Dancing alone in darkness, scared of the stars, missing the breeze. I want to break my chains, to unlock the door and feel the light. I am in the prison that I built, a prison of fear and loneliness.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
funny things
Publicado por bittersweet los 3:09 PM
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