sexta-feira, setembro 26

welcome to where time stands still

no one leaves and no one will.
moon is full, never seems to change,
just labeled mentally deranged.

dream the same thing every night,
I see our freedom in my sight.
no locked doors, no windows barred,
no things to make my brain seem scarred.

sleep, my friend, and you will see
that dream is my reality.
they keep me locked up in this cage,


can't they see it's why my brain says 'rage' ?

sábado, setembro 13

I blind my eyes and try and force it all into place,
I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace.
I blind my eyes, i hardly feel it passing me by,

I-open-just-in-time-to-say-goodbye!

domingo, setembro 7

do NOT play games with me.
number one, you're going to lose.

you're just not ready.