waseca

chronicallytrapt
2004-01-08 01:32:49 (UTC)

a place called home

i need to get out
i wish i was gone
these people are kiling me
i've been dying so long

if the earth opened up
if it swallowed me whole
relief would come
i'd feel nothing anymore

there's no pain inheave
it's eternal in hell
which is where i am
like an angel who fell

i never asked for my wings
to be taken away
without them i cannot fly
away from this place

this stagnant prison
completely stifles me
i need to get out
first i need the key

who will be my deliverer
and bring within my reach
the freedom i crave
who do i beseech?

who will come
to my sanity's rescure
to thos place called home
before i die too




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