I lay here on my back
life seems so close,
and so far away.
These scars on me,
reminders of the pain you caused,
burns, cuts, and deeper unhealing wounds.
My life withered, failed, died,
but I pulled through,
barely.
Then, when the light had failed me, the dark comes
to ask me,
"will you follow me?"
My answer was instant
and with this answer came knives, blood, black magic, near insanity,
than it asked too much, and I left it's side
With that I gave up
life was too hard,
with out you.
A teacher told me to start trying
but I had, and I couldn't anymore
then he gave up on me too
Then when all hope had failed I met her,
an
I lay here on my back
life seems so close,
and so far away.
These scars on me,
reminders of the pain you caused,
burns, cuts, and deeper unhealing wounds.
My life withered, failed, died,
but I pulled through,
barely.
Then, when the light had failed me, the dark comes
to ask me,
"will you follow me?"
My answer was instant
and with this answer came knives, blood, black magic, near insanity,
than it asked too much, and I left it's side
With that I gave up
life was too hard,
with out you.
A teacher told me to start trying
but I had, and I couldn't anymore
then he gave up on me too
Then when all hope had failed I met her,
an
i realised i havnt been using this space since i created it like 2yrs ago...bt i figured seein as my art teacher at TAFE keeps goin on wit all that 'OMG ur gud' shit, i figured id start uploadin sum of my works...i think they sux...bt anyways...let me kno wat u think :)