I've been listening to the silent voices in my head,
Seeing images of pleasure and pain,
Wondering if they were going to preach happiness or dread,
I've come to realize I might be insane.
The silent voices in my head,
Fighting every sound they do not make,
Continue to tell me to stay in bed,
I pray to a delusional god my sole to take.
The silent voices in my head
When prayers go unanswered time and time again,
Keep reminding me family is dead,
I continue to think back when time began.
I've been listening to the silent voices in my head,
Wondering if they were going to preach happiness or dread.
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Thursday, August 6, 2015
Living life in the fast lane
She was living life in the fast lane
never slowing down,
never stopping despite the pain
her life was full of empty promises
like fields of lavender blue.
She was living life in the fast lane
never taking the time to say
i love you
her motives were self driven
her lies were acts against heaven.
She was living life in the fast lane
burning way to fast
she spent too much time
on the things that would never last
her complicated life would stop you in your tracks.
She was living life in the fast lane
coming on way to strong
exposing every weakness
never once admitting she was wrong
never once stopping to listen to her own song.
She was living life in the fast lane
never slowing down,
never stopping despite the pain
her life was full of empty promises
like fields of lavender blue.
never slowing down,
never stopping despite the pain
her life was full of empty promises
like fields of lavender blue.
She was living life in the fast lane
never taking the time to say
i love you
her motives were self driven
her lies were acts against heaven.
She was living life in the fast lane
burning way to fast
she spent too much time
on the things that would never last
her complicated life would stop you in your tracks.
She was living life in the fast lane
coming on way to strong
exposing every weakness
never once admitting she was wrong
never once stopping to listen to her own song.
She was living life in the fast lane
never slowing down,
never stopping despite the pain
her life was full of empty promises
like fields of lavender blue.
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