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Just a dark thought that broke through onto paper. |
I know I didn't do this, I didn't cause their death, So then why is it, That guilt layers my breath, The grass is cold beneath me, The dew soaks through my skin, But how'd I even get here, Have I hid a beast within, I swear I didn't kill them, I'd never touch their angel bands, So how will I explain, All the blood that stains my hands, How could I be so evil, God, what have I done, How can I get away from this, It'll do no good to run, I gaze up at the stars, Wait, wasn't it just day, What is it that pushed me, So very far away, I've got to keep control, I have to hold it in, I must destroy my inner self, This can't happen again, No, I know a way to stop it, To keep my beast at bay, Only one way I can fix it, My life must end some way, By blade, or maybe bullet, Some pills, should it be flame, No matter how, it's over, I cannot bear the shame, I was the blood from my arms, With red liquid of my own, Each step is growing weaker, But I must be far from home, The brilliant stars go black, My fingers red and white, The dark comes to consume me, And I will find no light... |