Forget last night
Trying to forget the pains I cause
If he only knew
About the secrets I keep
Drowning, trapped
In my own mistakes
I can't get out
Trying to feel.
Looking in all the wrong places
To fulfill some need
Loosing myself all the time
To momentary highs
Always followed by a crash
Falling
Felling like I'm in some kind of horrible wonderland
Searching for a way out of this hole
Finding solace in different arms.
Unsatisfied by the love I have
Wandering and searching
For something to fulfill the emptiness I feel deep inside.
Filling My Emptiness
Razors. Ever since I was little I was told to stay away from razors. "They're sharp and you could hurt yourself," my dad would say. "They are dangerous," my grandma would say. So I stayed...
Delicious Sin
Published: April 2008
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