I curse myself day and night; When an open and empty hand points at me, asking for something I'm hiding, it's like a knife of life.
I don't hide it anywhere, I don't try. The knife is still there, silent and waiting. It waits for dreams, love, fantasy, and reality to be cut down.
I curse myself when I'm lonely; When people are busy with themselves, loneliness becomes a trap. I would come to my senses and bond again, but instead, I feel ostracized and consider myself kidnapped. It's not just a crib.
I've always cursed myself; For continuing to think about you, for continuing to let the knife cut through everything, for continuing to feel kidnapped and abused.
I curse myself day and night; When an open and empty hand points at me, asking for something I'm hiding, it's like a knife of life.
I don't hide it anywhere, I don't try. The knife is still there, silent and waiting. It waits for dreams, love, fantasy, and reality to be cut down.
I curse myself when I'm lonely; When people are busy with themselves, loneliness becomes a trap. I would come to my senses and bond again, but instead, I feel ostracized and consider myself kidnapped. It's not just a crib.
I've always cursed myself; For continuing to think about you, for continuing to let the knife cut through everything, for continuing to feel kidnapped and abused.
Let me curse her, that weak figure in me.
- JJ. Fidela Asa
BY Atheneverse
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