Spinning Hallways
Spinning hallways of the hollow mind, Out of luck and out of time. Out of love but no one cares, Don’t you wish I where not there? Tears in the night and a mask by day, Child’s laughter when it’s time to play. The sun goes down and the moon shines bright, I cry in the shadows just out of sight. My mask hides my pain from the ones I love, It’s as beautiful as the crimson dove. Books of dark poems and music that’s loud, With all my pain does it make you proud? I wear long shirts that cover my wrists, I wear metal rings to cover my fists. I hide my pain with music screaming out loud, All that I want is for you to be proud. I've had one true love that I'll give my life for, But now he is gone with a slam of the door. It gets harder to smile as the days go by, I think I'll just lay here and let myself die.
cie1 · Tue Aug 12, 2008 @ 09:20pm · 0 Comments |