My Demons
Contributed by
xmissbeex
on
Sunday, 6th July 2008 @ 07:52:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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Tired and afraid, but fakely contented,
led on then lost, my ego left dented,
its hard to describe, this urge that I feel,
this urge to step back, step back and not deal,
with these demons I let, let live in my head,
they make up my selfishness, they make me see red,
Yet I cannot blame, my actions on these,
they give me a rush, which won’t fail to please,
they fill my emptiness, but not for long,
it feels so good, how can it be wrong?
And when I don’t do well, why do I get the blame?
would you blame a smoker, for lighting their flame?
in a different way, it is the same,
why can they not see?
It’s the lifestyle I claim.
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