Take it all away
The blood clotting
The eyes crying
The days dying
The world lying
You can have it all back.
I care not for the
Belittling world that I
Have grown up in.
No one cares,
They all hate
And they seem to
Like it this way.
Take it all away,
Each trace of fear,
Each trace of death,
Each trace of pain,
Each trace of hatred,
Each trace of demise,
And leave me here,
By my lonesome,
Not knowing a name
To call out for help,
Only my own
And I cannot help myself.
January 30, 2004
Suge
(hey janet mtm, what is your site called so i can read your stuff?)