This tiny piece in my chest's telling me that something's missing.
An empty space nothing can fill,
It breaks my heart, it takes my will.
Ripping me apart and taking me down, on my knees begging to be free.
But a cage is taking my wings and my faith.
A little skull just next to mine, death glares outta death holes. Ready to fall, ready to call me back to my past, to the little light of hope.
My little star, a wish of death, upon a burning sky tonight flies by to turn around and face me like my great desire to die.
While thoughts and words are crawling in the deepest dust to find a restless part of what's supposed to be my soul.
And never dirt and demons fought with roses of ice.
The snow, like tears, fall lightly down and lead the nightshades beast to sleep between cold and colder crystals in a diamond wasteland.
A staying urge to kill myself, to cut my flesh to pieces, changes my view and every colour of the world gets a darker shade of black.
It burns my lips, it blacks my lungs, the smoke's the only way to calmth.
The deep blue sea reminds of you and the only warmth in heart stays true.
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