The promises are broken
the truths have harbored lies
the thoughts remain unspoken
by choked and muffled cries
the anger is our poison
the silence is our bane
the bottles of emotions
have only brought us pain
the days are long and worthless
the thoughts are bleak and cold
the notes lie scattered on the floor
for us to bend and fold
the fear of death upon us
the blood drips from our veins
the life is slipping from us
who lie shackled in our chains
the light brings only sorrow
the darkness burns inside
the wonder of a new day
compells us all to hide
by: me
if you have any comments or suggetions, let me hear them
Here I sit while my boyfriend is getting paid $10 an hour to sit around and do nothing! Its not fair!!!! But I keep that Lost Prophets song stuck in my head, that Last Train Home one. Life could get better, then, life could get worse too, so i wont complain for now! But if it gets worse before it gets better i will be royally pissed, not to mention screwed. So hopefully....
God this summer is taking forever to rescue me from the evil brick building i call school and i cant take it anymore!! At least i have my music and my guitar.