A great disdain fills my veins. Wish all comes to an end someday. Sitting waiting wishing for love to find me again, while I stair in the lake at an almost picture perfect portrait. I cusp my face filling it with tears like a resivour.
I scream out blaspheme to the heaven hoping someone will listen to a child's pain. Mental notes tick in my brain like the stock market finding a way to crash. I will sit here at the keyboard waiting for that day.
Never to find love, to worry about money, to worry about a future filled with bleak insanity.
I sit here with my heart turning charcoal black like the darkness I will face.
I scream out blaspheme to the heaven hoping someone will listen to a child's pain. Mental notes tick in my brain like the stock market finding a way to crash. I will sit here at the keyboard waiting for that day.
Never to find love, to worry about money, to worry about a future filled with bleak insanity.
I sit here with my heart turning charcoal black like the darkness I will face.