i'm slipping into these memories
and giving up on everything
i'm staying here within these walls
ignoring all your haunting calls
I don't know where else to go
i don't know what else to do
i'm making this place my home
and throwing out what was you
i know you're giving up on me
i see it repeat endlessly
in my heart and in my mind
i'll keep you hostage deep insidee
oh sweet lady, hold me so tight
i don't care if you're killing me
i'll keep you on me every night
even though my life keeps on wasting
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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