pulse.


"Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart is just going to cave in."
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty

29.3.08

claws

blinding by Alistair Chong

I need to get out
From under all of this crawl away
I'm being buried alive
And I need some air, stop this decay
Before I fall to dust
Before I can't turn back
Before I am lost for good
Before I crack

I need to get out
Away from myself
Before my soul goes up in flames
I need to get away
Out from myself
Before I'm lost in this storm of shame

If I could I would
I'd escape from this bastard
But I know I can't
Because this art of hate I've mastered
But I so badly need to go
Be lost to it all
Lose my grip on this life
And let everything fall

I need to get out
Away from myself
Before my soul goes up in flames
I need to get away
Out from myself
Before I'm lost in this storm of shame

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