fredag 4 mars 2011

a season in hell

autumns kiss, winters edge, i'm spring diseased.
just you & i, in summer relief.

the clocks stopped and i woke up in hell
it's fascinating how much it resembles heaven

make me feel vulnerable again.
so amazingly pathetic, so awkwardly amazing.

love, did you even try?
death, do you wanna have a go?
i just can't figure this out

this is closure.
a definite end to an infinite problem.

oh, oh.

i don't ever worry when people say things will be alright.
i'm certain they won't.
bricks are falling from the sky.
i'm just waiting to get hit.

i'm a sweet sweet sensation.
soaked in death.
just don't throw a match.
i don't know if i'm ready to burn just yet.

there was never any optimism to be found.
it was merely second thoughts and doubts disguised.

i just need to sleep this off.
for a long, long time.

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