Here's My Soul

I can’t find my way out

I just want to shout

They don’t understand

This is who I am

I hate you

You’ve done this to me

You’ve lied again I see

 

Desperate ways,

Shakespeare plays

 

It all goes round and dies in the end of the middle it begins to breakdown.

The camera reports the red river that flows down my arms.

 

I don’t want to harm you

I hate you

I want you dead

Get out of my head

Your voice still rings

In my ears

The sting of my tears

I’m trying to leave

Here’s my soul.

 

This is what you wanted

This is what you’ve taken

You cry

I die

 

Look over my tortured soul

There is no substance

Used up in carnal bliss

 

So take this

And take that

 

You wanted your prize

Does it trouble you?

Did you expect it to be so black?

Used up and abused?

 

I don’t want it back.

Reviews

[BikerAngie]

Such raw emotion love and hatred can be so subjective!

[Priscilla Sayers]

I know... typo, FIND I meant find:)P

[Priscilla Sayers]

Such harsh tones to your own soul which I fin is a beautiful one.... So show me that:)