passionate displeasure
repeatedly calling my name
in the art of performance
I see you
hear you
smell you
touch you
taste you
hold you
adore you
yet it still
isn't enough
Hell Day
has arrived
and enough
is enough!
I see vampires
blood shedding
soak and wet
in life passing
I have no regret
better yet
give me back
all my fucking years
erase all the memories
and wash away my tears
Hell Day
bite marks scratching and sniffing
veins popping out no longer dismissing
the shit you do
makes my world ache
got no time for excuses
our future remains in the
hope of uncertainty
lying in the wake
I need to awake
from this nightmare
and free my soul today!
No comments:
Post a Comment