Out Of ControlA Poem by BreeBased on the song Drunken Ballerina Waltz by The Spill Canvas.
It was like a huge gash,
Soaked in vinegar Thats the way it felt When I saw death break her. It was like falling face first Into a bed of razorblades, Thats the way it felt When they're songs played. And now she's alone, Wiping the alcohol from her lips, Just let her swim in wine, Until the bottle tips. And it was 1,000 daggers Stuck into her heart Thats the way it felt when, I saw her world fall apart It was like a curse bestowed That was way to sinister, Thats the way it felt when She thought no one would miss her. It was like being hit in the face With the hardest stones Thats how it felt when, She was painfully alone. It was like sleeping in broken glass It was like filling up a bleeding hole Thats how it felt when Her life went completely out of control. © 2011 Bree |
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1 Review Added on June 22, 2011 Last Updated on June 22, 2011 AuthorBreeWayne, NJAboutBree. ~Things I like~ Poet. Bisexual. Atheist. Music addict. Junior. London. Jersey. 17. Monster energy drinks. Fuzzy socks. Coffee. Kittens. Tumblr. Crayons. Markers. Creative. Rainbows. Old Carto.. more..Writing
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