Gray The colors have all faded, I know that I am changing, I have to to stand my ground, But everything it crumbles underneath. I envy the silence that hides behind my teeth, I wont make a sound. Not even a peep. Save me... The words I wish I could say, But Im so far in between, Ill never understand, Both sides of love Cause all I have is enemies, My lovers I have killed, Heartbroken or they broke me, And all the blood Ive spilled, Its only getting deep, And Im drowning in their words. Save me... I love you, I miss you, Youre not like him, I could kiss you. I hate you, I couldnt date, After all the things you did, I wish you the worst, I wish death in all youre days And mostly hurt, Cause you deserve Nothing but gray. Save me... These black and white lines Divide me, A mother and a father always fighting, Through bars that divide them both from me, in more ways than many, The highs and steel brought more Pain than tears, Ive cried. And Ive cried, throughout the years. Youre fist never felt so good against my face, youre feet never felt so good against my ribs, youre love never felt as good as pain, my memories will stick no matter how much you hit, youve stolen more you could ever know With just your lips. They shout so many stones, Ones that left so many holes, In these hollow walls of mine, the place beneath my bones. When I wished that I would die, It was to see if I was alone. Save me... The paint it chips like broken skin, The dust it drys within the wind, My nose is bloodied, my hands decay, The pain is numb, Ive gone to waste, I wish some one could try and put Me back together but theyll never stay. That wish was my mistake... Theres so many holes in me, So many souls I envy, Somehow the pain will always find me, But only gray clouds have silver linings. And when I come down from outer space, if I tread new ground, And lose my way. Will you always remember who I was, or what the divide made me. Cause although I need a savior, I know Im too late for saving, Ive made up my mind before Ive made it, And Ill taste the rain before its raining. I hope that you will come and find me, Amongst youre tears, there are silver linings.-Carzell Jouvell Kemp
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 03:36:31 +0000
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