Burned.

Burned
I'll raise up from hell
Waking up from the ashes
From the thirty feet hole
Where I buried myself once
Cause i didn't wanted to show
even if nobody's telling me i can't 
I don't wanna be the first one to fall
Cause they teached how to be strong
Like Steel, tough like stone
But i can't be cold
My heart melts and my mind loads
Soft hearted but never weak
Not everyone can see my tears
I smoked all my issues
I wrote down all my shit 
It stood on my mind like a secret
The songs i wrote are just temporary fix
A kind of medicine that sedaded me
Until the breath on my lungs started to choke me
I watched and watched

On these days i can't even talk
 something moved me

My anxiety appeared
In my throat were a noodle
And i shed a tear
I try to swalla but it was too late
At least twenty one seconds
My eyes could clean

At least my soul were trying to get some peace.

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