danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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my pain is self chosen

at least so the prophet says
I could either burn or cut off my pride and buy some time
a head full of lies is the weight tied to my waist
the river of deceit pulls down
the only direction we flow is down
down oh down   down oh down   down oh down   down oh down


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I hurt myself today to see if I still feel

I focus on the pain the only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole the old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away but I remember everything

What have I become my sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away in the end
You could have it all my empire of dirt
I will let you down I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear
You are someone else I am still right here