the excitingness of my life
i lay on my floor, Broken and dead,
my face felt bloody from the tears of red.
I hear them fighting, glasses break,
i dont know how much more of this i can take.
I miss how our life used to be, when everything was good,
when i felt free....
On my dresser it looks like my red roses bleed, like blood
from a vampires lips from a recent feed.
IS this reality or is there something i lack?
Please,please just come back.
i wonder how life would be if u were still here
maybe things would be good or maybe i would be able to
face my fear,
my fear of being alone,
lost in my darkened world, never to see daylight again
but ur gone and that will never change,
i still lay on my floor broken and dead,
my face still feels bloody from the tears of red...