Category: Writers Block
Everything's all wrong.
This has gone on to long.
It's the same old song, over and over playing.
Accept it's her life.
That never changes, endless pain..
Like a constantly stabbing knife.
Nothing changes.
She pray's for the end.
Around everyone it's a game of pretend.
To afraid to let them in.
When she's alone she tries not to cry .
So tired of living this lie.
Every day she wishes to die.
Will the heeling rain ever come, to wash away her pain?
She wants to brake her link from the chane of life.
When it gets to be too much, that's when she goes for the knife.
I like this fragmented style its punchy and damned Good..smile