Run to me, I'll wave. Happieness and all my love. Turn on me, I'll fall. With my depression and sadness. And with that I have insanity reborn. I hear the people scream, I see them run, I try to say it's not myself but it choaks me on my words. It has full controll of my actions and I can't excape. I will die inside my own head. In my emotions that can't flow out because she's holding them back. They can't go until she's had her fun. And her fun is my demise. My imprisonment. My death. I cant run away. She'll be everywhere and I'll fall to my knees, letting her take controll because I can't take it anymore. The pain, the depression, the suffering. My insanity go on as my sanity slips away. I get closer and closer to the knife everyday. Yet with all this going on, when I go twords the knife, I'll take one step forward, yet two steps back. That's when I relise I'm never alone. She can keep me trapped here but there will be others to help me out wheather they can reach me or not. I can always get out with help of all of you. And for that I thank you.
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