the wind pushes beyond the trees,
timber to all of our weakness,
they break off like branches.
the rain fell like our tears,
when I had to watch you leave,
but now I am like the raging sea, crashing.
When the sun blinds our true intentions,
we sink deeper into our regrets,
and drowning in our attractions.
Our addictions become our nightmares.
I saw your face inflicted in the mirror,
and the tears fell so wrong,
we weren’t the people we once were.
it’s been awhile since we were just okay.
but I like to let this darkness swallow me whole,
and I'm not sure if i ever want to let it go.
We pay for the truth,
dreams become our quick escape,
while nightmares are the reality we live in.
torment becomes our fate.
https://inbetweenjackswords.wordpress.com/
timber to all of our weakness,
they break off like branches.
the rain fell like our tears,
when I had to watch you leave,
but now I am like the raging sea, crashing.
When the sun blinds our true intentions,
we sink deeper into our regrets,
and drowning in our attractions.
Our addictions become our nightmares.
I saw your face inflicted in the mirror,
and the tears fell so wrong,
we weren’t the people we once were.
it’s been awhile since we were just okay.
but I like to let this darkness swallow me whole,
and I'm not sure if i ever want to let it go.
We pay for the truth,
dreams become our quick escape,
while nightmares are the reality we live in.
torment becomes our fate.
https://inbetweenjackswords.wordpress.com/
Comments