Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Going over, going on

The rain pours over,
Shielding my face with a cover
Rejection gives me a heartache
Confusion leaves me a headache

On the table lay
Shattered dreams, things that never go my way
Drinks that seemed to fill the gap
Burns sanity from that poor sap
The door is locked without a key
Like how life walked out on me

But I walk on with a gem in my hand
One taste and everything is alright
Starve myself for one more
Forget all else, and just live you might

Dumped out beside waste
Make sure my last sip is laced
Buy me a deathbed
Let all my memory fade

Turn off the lights
Drop me onto the floor
Please draw your dagger
That I may suffer no more...

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