I wrote this one while regretting trusting in you... and you know who you are, since you apparently think you know who I am. But you're wrong, so here goes nothing.
Words cannot express and stress
Holding onto these last few breaths
Do you know how it hurts?
Like a knife under my skin
The thread of my sanity is wearing thin
There's no illusion
No smoke and mirror, it's just been proven
You can't hide anymore
Not from me or your lies
I see it written deep in your eyes
Why isn't that blade driven deep in your flesh?
The fresh blood of us dripping away like my trust
As the dagger is thrust into your hollow shell
Can you tell? Can you feel it piercing into your mind?
Does the thought of me wake you in the middle of the night?
Your breathing unsteady, your hands sweating
Is there any remorse for what you've done?
Well, I hope that someday all the times that I thought this was true
Will come back around and slice deep into you.
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