VIII FREEDOM: Pages

  • Just a simple way to fill in the spaces, the lines and holes that need to be completly removed from my madness, the lines I have built up across the years and the closing wounds, and the defining moments that made them sink... I have lost myself a long time ago, I lost it all bit by bit, the one thing I have not lost just can't seem to get rid of it. I have been tearing down my walls, taking it all down, I have removed myself from what was the fake, the real me is screaming for release, I have bled pints of blood for my freedom, my freedom from all the worlds problems. I am drifting away, away from my anger towards my problems... I have calmed over all the things that have happened, I no longer care about it. I am built for the kill, I am designed for all that the world can throw at me. Give me hope and take it away, allow me to trust only to break those illusions. I hollowed off to the world I don't need it to survive infact I don't want to live in this world if all I have to look forward to is more of the same... But all that is about to happen, to change, it's all falling into place...
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