poeticblack

The thoughts


Erase the pain
Mind gone insane
Smoking on something insane
Trying to erase the brain

Thinking of the past
Mind hit something hard
Trying to erase
Lost in that place
I didn't mean to do it
They did it to me
I know that I was young
I know thought in you I could believe
I think one day we'll meet again
And my words will come out right
When I deliver your obituary to your soul
When I express my pain
With all my sight
For you fucked my world up
My mind in lost unknown
Everyday is a battle for sanity
Will I make it
No one ever will know
So many have been hurt by me
Only because of you
That my back is weighed with your burden and curse
My years of torture are never through
My dark side is deeper than my mind wants to go
So I separate it from it from things everyone know
And live a live of demons and torture
Inflicted upon myself and no others
Silence is my tongue
Pen to paper is my story
One day will see each other
I know I will end your story.