October 2010
September 2010
Hate Pain Emptiness
closed my eyes for a good long time
But I no longer believe in sleep it seems
One of the few freedoms we have left
But what’s the point without the will to dream
I’m stuck here in the real world
Full of unreal faces
And I can’t seem to go anywhere
With my head in so many places
Every time I seek out satisfaction
I always leave empty handed
Carelessly throwing my heart around
Not once...