| Out Of Time | |||
| Out Of Time I have become a slave to my own dreams I cant lay down and just sleep I lay down and listen to the voices that creep. How can you describe me? when im so heavily medicated? my actions will forever be debated. I cant even see reality straight you touch me and I see it as act of hate. If I die let it be in a pool of my own blood. so that my life is the last thing I have ahold of. My last seconds will be spent looking into your eyes trying to show the pain that I have inside. If I die let it be for a reason Other then to just stop breathing. I lived my life with god staring down But when I cried for him I never felt he was around. If im dead Let them remember my name and the things I have done. Even if I am dead and gone. This is so hard When trying to show feeling When I keep them in a jar That I label my eternal scar. I want to rise through the clouds As you read what I was about. I never felt like you understood me while I was alive Meant to fail I didn�t have the will to survive. I kept going until my body gave out I didn�t want to die But with out my heart I couldn�t live without. My life of misery ended when my heart stop beating I lost all hope when I found out why girl was cheating I got dumped Forever down Her actions leaving me stumped. You will forever blame yourself for my death Because you are the one who made me take my last breath. Aron Joe Gilb Copyright �2004 Aron Joe Gilb |
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