Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Tuesday, 26 April 2011

Suicide.



Suicide


Ive got nothing left to give you
apart from my toxic infatuation
i slide out the window
pop the pills to kill my life
take another sip of murder
no place to hide
i wish i could find you
outside my door
i wish i could see you
behind the curtain
instead of being stuck alone
on the inside
ive been left
behind
wish i knew how i could make you shine
im dying
and now something tastes so bitter
got me tied in knots tonight
wish i could balance
with the light
so heavy i dont find the door
another hundred times ive died

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