| You are becoming a snake tomorrow.|
And as you start to devour people,
With that mouth that has eaten others,
You cry your love to me.
And the same as today, I do wonder.
Will I be able to say my love to you?
ThingCan I just stop thinking?Thing by ~syenosis
Just for a short while,
About the things I'm not,
The things I lack,
The things I have.
Can we just stop thinking
That we're all the same
/ We're not /
You're not me
I'm not you
Scratching my skin
Clawing at you
/ Stop listening /
Looking at you
It makes me sick
Look at your face
Waste of space
/ Who am I? /
You're not me
Cut my flesh with your blade so quick
Stone me with your concrete bricks
Mar me with your words so deep
Just don't look, don't listen
GhostsWhat of my plight? He whispers aloneGhosts by ~syenosis
Unable to bear the screaming below,
The curses and threats echo in his ears,
Setting in stone, the worst of his fears
Think of me, he cries to his room,
I'm sitting up here with the dark and the gloom,
Nothing but the shadows as his very best friends,
And voices inside his head, for all he can do is pretend.
You've left him alone, with the dark and the ghosts,
Yet you raise a glass and propose a toast,
To your supposed victory, and you give no thought,
To the victim of the lies as you always fought.
Never have you listened, as he cried out his hurt,
The betrayal and anger that ripped him apart,
He's self-destructive and crazed,
With dark grey eyes, empty and glazed,
Oh, look what you've done, the mess he's become,
The voices in his head, have all become one,
You've misfired you're weapon, pointed and aimed,
Yet you still wonder who is to blame?