Trapped by my own mind When life became unkind I was broken inside Nothing in my life was right My world was falling apart Humanity continued to rip my heart I had no where to run Got to pull a trigger in this gun For time couldn’t heal my pain Wounds was all I could gain Rapped by my own fears Drowning in my own tears Scotch by expectations Wrinkled was the situation A life in darkness I remained in my own nest Being alive felt like a crime Wrinkle was my time
Why do I stay when I want to go? Is it because I have hope? Or maybe it is because I don’t want to be alone. I stay and all I do is complain. Complain that I might be going insane. Insane of the thought that it might be my fault. But who is to blame? Is it me or is it him? Neither one of us will go. Although we know we must go, All we do is ignore the pain Of all the words we exchange. I know I must go, but I don’t know. If I go, I will be alone. But why do I stay? Only to hear him say, “You’re to blame for all my unhappiness and pain.” I know I’m not to blame for the choices he has made. So I stay, hoping he will grow, Grow in love and be consoled knowing I will never go.
What is Love?? Is it the shade of red in a heart The blood flow in my vains The unstoppable beat of my heart The nervous flow when we touch Or is it the the way you look at me? Irristible feeling of your lust Is it the darkness of a broken heart The grumbling tears of the falling sky A peace of a sobing rose The grave of what could’ve been Or the memories of what we had, Reminding us of a spark of true love For i am for you And you are for her The instability of a relation Cause the most undeniable storms The silence of a dying love