When there's nowhere to run,
can I direct myself chasing that sun?
Insolated... exhausted... I turned around,
to face the dark and real underground...
When there was nowhere to left to live,
and the world had only pain to give...
Terrorized... Petrified... I succumbed,
to the splinters of feelings, numbed...
When there was no one to meet,
and emptiness engulfed every street...
Lonely... By myself... I cried, I wept,
the tears were the only company left...
When there was light to shine,
and I dreamt of making you mine...
Unrequited... Extirpated... I died inside,
with your memories unchained by my side...
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2 comments:
Intense and deep! Liked it.
If you play it right, there's always somewhere to run, somwhere to live, someone to meet, and a light that shines!
But the memories, they will always be chained to u, and u to them
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