I don't know what's right for me
Standing in the shade of a once brightened sun
The pain is ever present, all the time..
Spirit is in knots as my stomach grinds
Nightmares are promising
The Ghost of August's remembrance
One Year ago...
Whistles in the wind repeating heartbeats
Of unknown- feelings and lost wishes
Stubborn regret and loneliness's
It paints a scar on you
Holding one hand on the tree
Searching the Grave
To keep myself up
Falling in the half light of a once brightened sun
Who's side are you on?
That you can't calm yourself down
It's only a matter of time
And that don't make much of a difference anymore
I don't mean to bleed anymore
I don't mean to cry anymore
And fear... fear is the worse nuisances of them all
In this crumbled world
I try to find the pieces
The words to make sense of it...
To write a proper Living Will and be denied by it....
There must have been an angel
Not far from where I wept...
Tonight's the last night
I bring fear with me to bed...