Tomorrow's Already Gone

What's wrong with me?

Nothing is quite how it used to be...


I'm on the verge of crying

Consumed with the thought 

of dying


Losing faith tonight

The world's escaped my sight


All these colors seem so dull

And I'm feeling rather old


These screams have failed to ebb

God knows I should be in bed...


Scarlet glimmers across my arm

I don't really mean much harm


The sun hasn't shined for too long

For all I care,

Tomorrow's already gone... 


sweetnothingness sweetnothingness
Jul 27, 2010