Wish you could hear
Whispers in my ear
But when I need help, it disappears
Eyes tightly closed
People tell me, be composed
Yet, my home is in the ground, decomposed
If demons hunger is fear
My body is the perfect place, come here
Even when Im in the ground, I know they will follow
Skin is so cold
You are wrong, I was told
Tell that to my grave, when my body is hollow
Feeling nothing at all is…
Best
Skin getting cold
Wont have the chance to be old
Don’t remember when I lost control
The world will be brighter
Hold my memories a little tighter
Momma I guess didn’t raise a fighter
If demons hunger is fear
My body is the perfect place, come here
Even when Im in the ground, I know they will follow
Skin is so cold
You are wrong, I was told
Tell that to my grave, when my body is hollow
Feeling nothing at all is…
Best
- Author: audralou ( Offline)
- Published: March 31st, 2019 13:52
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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