Can't you tell my heart is breaking
With each step, my breath is racing.
With each word, my mind is freazing.
And I can't control what I am thinking.
All these words don't mean a thing.
When Life is still, what can it bring.
No pain, no sorrow.
No fear of what happens tomorrow..
And I can't help the way I feel
Cause to me there's nothing more real
Than the pain I feel deep inside my cheast
That shudders, contorts, with each ragged breath.
My tears burn my cheeks,
I can tell that I am weak.
My time with you is at its end,
But I can't help, but ask again.Again! Again!!
My heart is broken,
I lost the race.
My skin is cold,
I can not place
what do I feel
Deep inside of me...
And what was real to me?
Is just a memory.
















Comments
and i think its not just something you wrote
i think its much more than that
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.......the infinte drone of a thousand plausible outcomes........
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