Overdosed, I ignite the stress till it's gone
But some how it creeps only to catch up to me at the end of my days
From beginning to end, I wake up hoping my dreams will soon fall back again
I take my first steps out of reality and soak my mind in a sea full of metaphors
I've drowned..
and with each breath took i still couldn't find a match of words to describe you
My pen kisses the paper so deeply like it has never done before
Get in touch with my other side
You don't miss my soul till time has gone dry
Memories jolt back into my head
The clock ticks forward
Wondering when has turned to remembering then
What will whispers louder than what is
I' clouded, immaculate
Touch my soul
Ink runs through my veins
i bleed written thoughts
Eyes closed and surrounded by broken glass
my first steps maybe my last
but gaining a new spot in life means losing the past
my point of view has turned to one
You have me on lock and the keys been lost