Post by Seahorse on Feb 6, 2005 4:35:14 GMT -5
I clasp my heart with tainted hands
And bath myself is arid lands
I cry with hollow tears
And embrace my life in shallow fears
I look into the future bleak
And my self-destruction shreaks
And cry myself into a nightmare sleep
Where self-hatred dwells and self-destruction creeps.
And looking into a reflection which reflects back despair
I am too tired to feel and too numb to care.
Seahorse
And bath myself is arid lands
I cry with hollow tears
And embrace my life in shallow fears
I look into the future bleak
And my self-destruction shreaks
And cry myself into a nightmare sleep
Where self-hatred dwells and self-destruction creeps.
And looking into a reflection which reflects back despair
I am too tired to feel and too numb to care.
Seahorse
