Words and I have a love- hate relationship
But they always seem to describe exactly how I feel
I need to write something before I explode
But nothing I say seems to be real
Every night I find myself thinking
This madness is driving me to tears
But when hose words finally come to me
They drive me away from my fears
Words seem to kill the wrenching soul
Just as much as the wounds need to heal
My breath is nothing but words
And the letters my emotions steal
Without the bloody knife I call
The words that torture me so
Are the only savior I have in this world
So to them I can never say no
But they always seem to describe exactly how I feel
I need to write something before I explode
But nothing I say seems to be real
Every night I find myself thinking
This madness is driving me to tears
But when hose words finally come to me
They drive me away from my fears
Words seem to kill the wrenching soul
Just as much as the wounds need to heal
My breath is nothing but words
And the letters my emotions steal
Without the bloody knife I call
The words that torture me so
Are the only savior I have in this world
So to them I can never say no



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