My Place

Slicing,
Burning,
Emotions churning,
Fire burns down way to deep,
Escape the fire,
Bloody desire,
Flee the fire, escape it all,

Twisting,
Turning,
Men enlisting,
I fall down onto my knees,
Bleeding,
Dying,
I am crying,
Bloody tears of eternal night,
Chiming,
Churning,
Tell us stories of death's big fight


Why try at all, it doesnt matter, eventually someone throws the puddle in your perfect little world, and suddenly, nothing, no one, is clear anymore...

Its hard to think anymore, what is real, and what is just an illusion of what you think is real..
People live their lives perfectly ordered and clean, in their brain. Do this, keep that thier, dont bring it up, keep this seperate from that...
What happens when those walls fall down, everything is muddled, and who knows whats going on , the chaos ensues, and you just feel like you're falling and never stopping or even slowing down, just headed for the one place you know you belong, Hell, the last stop for me, and for alot of people.
All it takes is one fluid motion, one slit, one stab, one swallow of sleeping pills, and its over, and i get to take that one way road down to the place I deserve...
im terrible at keeping things together, my life has been broken for some time, and i keep trying to put it back together, but every time it breaks again, i find myself losing more and more peices of who i am...soon ill fade into nothing...

Broken
Cant you see how much this hurts,
Beneath my heart,
The damage lurks,
Battered soul and bloody bruises,
Why am I,
The one who loses,
How my heart sways to and fro,
High above me,
How much damage must you sow,
Cant you see how much I hurt,
I am broken,
You are too,
I can tell this hurts you through,
Broken body,
Broken mind,
Can you not see what you signed,
How you set those words in stone,
Our pain aligned,
You see it too,
Written on the pages here,
The healing has begun anew,
You and me,
We are no more,
Broken for all eyes to see,
Shattered pieces,
Broken remnants,
Folded over in the creases,
Keep them hidden,
Hide the pain,
But its not ridden,
It remains

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