Running Blind

.....I'm sick ...I'm dying , who's gonna save me ......theres so much things I've said so much I would like to say but the words wont come out they get chocked up inside, as if the tears I cry means nothing to existance with the being I am and those that surround me , What Do We Live For , Why Do We Live as if you havent refelcted on your lost soul , things drag you down and break you and when you cant go any longer the blaze that powers your heart and sets it free is no longer anything but a dusted space inside your flame .

I'm Sorry

I'm Sorry Dearly
Of How I Disappoint You
I'm Sorry
Of The Wrong I Do

Never Good Enough
Just Way Too Far To The
Left

Never Right
Always And Have Been
Wrong

If I'm So Horrible
With Your Cursed Words In Mind
Just Throw Me Out
Even Though Its Not My
Time

Its Ugly
How Things
Consume Us

Its Not Funny
What We'll Do To Get
It

Its Dark And
Haunting
Like The End Of Time

So I'm Sorry
I'm Not Good
Enough For

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!