Probably something depressing, mostly just riffing though.
Published by Cheesydeth in the blog The Generalized Noise of the Massively Delusional. Views: 359
There are words in my head
That I can't seem to release
Slamming at the walls of my mind
Begging to be free
The subject is the same
A tale of lies and pain
Songs of a broken man
Drowned and left lame
Dragged through Hell itself
Standing all alone
Unable to call or scream
With nowhere to call home
I've wondered where you went
How long you'd be gone
It's been almost a year now
Since my world came crashing down
So I stand here on this field
Soaked red with my own blood
And wonder to the stars
How I got here now
Got to this point of no return
But with no direction to flow
Nothing but a broken man
Hollow as a rotten tree
Soulless as I am
As I will soon become
Something less than human
What I should've been all along
So I wait for the day
When my sorrows will take hold
And I'll look down the barrel once again
Of my fathers old gun
The songs of my heart
Cannot heal what I've seen
The things I've done, the life I've led
Has landed me on this path
So where am I going
What will I become
Can I save myself from this
Or will I just drown?
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