SlayerRaider (slayerraider) wrote, @ 2004-12-02 18:02:00

All of Me
He wants it.

But doesn't know how he feels.

Shawn...

He told him to stop today.

A step closer?

I wish I knew....



My heart is breaking
Unto tear stained pillows
But why it's there
I cannot say
I know it's wrong
There's nothing wrong
That we must take our time
And wait
But impatience reigns
With fucked up games
That we play with
Our own heads
If we could stop
Take it in
Forget the past
Unjade ourselves
Uncomplicate it all
Then maybe for once
We could be...
...happy.

But instead
We metaphorically
Kill ourselves.




Do you know what it's like to lay in bed at night, and while crying yourself to sleep, pray to a god you gave up on years ago and beg him to just kill you if he refuses to help? I wish I could rekindle my faith... and I dont like to place blame... but where is he in my life through all the pain? Why does the pain turn to sorrow?

I suppose I'll never know.

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