Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

SilentKiller

entry picture

Lack of struggle turned to chaos in mind

No time to repay the kind

Still got every lifeline

But something doesn't feel right

Maybe it's cause I can't sleep on time

 

Can't quite pinpoint the cause of my destruction

I honest to God can't find the button

That prevents my head's malfunction

 

Stricken with fear and doubt

I'm struggling to find a way out

 

I think if I try telling them how much it all hurts

They may think my troubles are absurd

They're thoughts being perturbed

Is all that would be heard

 

Perhaps inside is the place to search

Perhaps my answers lie in the state of my soul

Gotta master the art of learning what to know

Maybe then my heart will turn to gold

◄ Dreamseeker'sVizor

BlackRose ►

Comments

No comments posted yet.

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message