Friday, November 16, 2007

Feeling Psycho

Have you ever felt like
Ripping out your heart
Only to smash it to pieces
So you wouldn't feel anymore?

What if I
Wanted
To
Erase my
Mind?
Erase my memories,
My mistakes,
My regrets
And erase her
An eraser

I'm banging my head
And pounding my fists
Against this wall
I can't think anymore

These cuts only go so deep
I can barely breathe
My patience has run out
My pride is shattered

I've fallen
I'm falling
I've fallen
And I keep falling...

2 comments:

Devilbluedress said...

I'm banging my head too. "Bang Your Head" by Quiet Riot. Only mine is about my thesis work.

Vyolet said...

My heart is in my hands, all I need to do is squeeze a little tighter and it will implode, but my fingers refuse to cooperate. Yes my heart is heavy with regret, pain and what if's, but I can't imagine life without it. Better a broken heart than no heart at all.
Our hearts are what seperates us from 'them', the ones who look through us. They care too little while we care to much. It is our burden and our blessing.

Key/Legend

word = speaking/singing
(word) = whispering/echo
[word] = stern voice/screaming