• Taken

    by  • November 11, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Depression, Waxing Poetic • 0 Comments

    I still can say that night I’ve never been so scared
    Gripping the steering wheel, watching the exit
    Waiting for something, anything to end that silence
    Watching all the people pass by in a rush

    Seeing those scars, watching you bleed
    Your swollen eyes and your covert lies
    They’re taking away everything I knew
    Tell me what I am supposed to do
    Tell me what I am supposed to say
    I just don’t know how to be anymore
    I just don’t know.

    I can still hear the murmured cries of the dark
    Sometimes I wonder if they’ll ever stop
    Terrifying me with what could’ve been
    Showing me that life changes far too fast now

    Seeing those scars, watching you bleed
    Your swollen eyes and your covert lies
    They’re taking away everything I knew
    Tell me what I am supposed to do
    Tell me what I am supposed to say
    I just don’t know how to be anymore
    I just don’t know.

    The smiles, the laughs are not a memory
    They are another reality
    Playing in the only heaven of dreams
    Living out what I wish you could feel

    Seeing those scars, watching you bleed
    Your swollen eyes and your covert lies
    It’s taken all of you and all of me

    Related Post

    Leave a Reply