Waking Dreams of the Past

 

Another night when I can't sleep,
Shut my eyes,
Don't let me weep.
When the stars come out at night,
I lay upon my bed.
When everything fades from sight,
I try to rest my head.
Play the music,
Play my song,
I love to hear it,
All played wrong.
So cut my flesh again tonight,
Everything will be all right,
Watch the blood against the white,
Everything will be all right...
I'll shut my eyes and close them tight,
And hope that I can sleep tonight.

 

 

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Nikole Witt's picture

Wow , I seriously like that poem! it sounds like a twisted lullabye...and i love twisted "stchuff" lol. keep it up chick! later!

:: . x *(Nikole Loves Jean Paul)* x . ::
"ya siento que no puedo vivir sin ti"
8/24/03

"my eyes are red and gold the hair is standing straight up this is not the way i pictured me! i cant controll my shakes how the hell did i get here something about this so very wrong , i have to laugh out loud , i wish i didnt like this , is it a dream or a memory?!"-slipknot-