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2004-02-29 10:23 AM a really good song that i didn't write but wish i did i thought i saw a man brought to life
he was warm he came around and he was dignified he showed me what it was to cry well you couldn't be that man i adore don't seem to know, seem to care what your heart is for but i don't know him anymore there's nothing where he used to lie the conversation has run dry that's what's going on nothing's fine i'm torn i'm all out of faith this is how i feel i'm cold and i am shamed lying naked on the floor illusion never changed into something real i'm wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn you're a little late i'm already torn so i guess the fortune teller's right should have seen just what was there and not some holy light it crawled beneath my veins and now i don't care i had no luck i don't miss it all that much there's just so many things i can touch i'm torn i'm all out of faith this is how i feel i'm cold and i am shamed lying naked on the floor illusion never changed into something real i'm wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn you're a little late i'm already torn there's nothing where he used to lie my inspiration has run dry that's what's going on nothing's right i'm torn Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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