Sick and tired of waiting, sick and tired of hating

why can't we all wake up

from this everlasting sleep

And maybe someday this dream will end

Sometimes a promise has to end

sometimes my life has cut so thin

Your broken blades of shattered glass

you rape my heart is this a master plan

My tears of blood, stain the floor

Hard to wash destroy the work

My words are written on the wall

Let me say it’s not your fault

The tears I cry are not for you

The scars I bare

are red with blood

twisted skin

Fill my lust

 and let me feed our broken trust

myLamia myLamia
18-21, F
1 Response Feb 27, 2010

Wow...<br />
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I really like this one, powerful stuff.