UntitledA Poem by CitrtgoW8PI’ve forgotten about my yesterday Starting today And the saints are knocking at my door Yes I head they’re here to stay For the remainder, for the remainder, for the remainder Of my days The sunlight shining through my window Burns a hole in my head Where’s that something I need My beautiful disease It’s ready, It’s ready, It’s ready, It’s ready To take me away Every picture in the room Leads to my escape Covering holes in the walls Where the insects crawl Looking for something, for something, for something, for
something To call them home I’ll make sure to close my eyes So I don’t miss a thing And as the birds start falling Their screams begin to sing Don’t worry, don’t worry, don’t worry You can’t stop it, it’s here © 2012 CitrtgoW8P |
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Added on February 26, 2012 Last Updated on February 26, 2012 |