The Rain falls on my head
its cold
i hurl myself into a swimming pool
its relaxing
what is this stuff i used to enjoy but now don't care for
its almost like its only folklore
bending my mind into shapes of unconceivable pain
my sanity i cannot sustain
i am falling into a my own personal Gehanna of fear
its cold
i hurl myself into a swimming pool
its relaxing
what is this stuff i used to enjoy but now don't care for
its almost like its only folklore
bending my mind into shapes of unconceivable pain
my sanity i cannot sustain
i am falling into a my own personal Gehanna of fear
i have fallen and its driving me insane
why cannot any body hear
my screams which are blasted over a loud speaker
but to the pain i must adhere.
like an usher
the pain is coaxing me
deeper
and happiness is slowly becoming a distant memory.
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-01-17 13:17:41
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