dark times

its life. simple.

keepin on top of things, leading my life in the direction full of obstacles.
dont fear the reaper, fear the saint.
dont love the children, love your mistakes.
im getting pushed in the direction that makes me weak, so you can watch me.
watch me loose it all.

ill prove you wrong, it takes time to make something into a false art.
am i real is this right.

missed the greyhound, drunk walking down the street
you idiot, you low life always tripping over your feet.
raise your arms parallel to the sky, ask for forgivness.
god come on my arms are getting tired.

get out of my already rotting house,
 you follow like the plague and you spread like love.

i hope you dont understand, i hope you die watching me be happy.
i leave you high and dry, since you raised me low and cold.

Reviews

[intangible_soul]

Very cool write! I really loved "dont fear the reaper, fear the saint.". No better words ever spoken. I can relate to this.