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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Healing

Rise up against the blackness that seaps into my veins
The hatred, that hunger that still remains
Whenever he crosses my mind
Somehow I have to find
The strength within to leave it behind
But the wounds are obvious to me
So fresh but too old for anyone to see
Unless they see my insanity
All the pain stings like electricity
As the volts run through me and into the sea
Of the thousands of millions tears I've cried
G-d knows I really have tried
To push out all this hatred inside

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