Bitter
Bitter. From the heart to the head.
No hopes, no Beliefs.
No heart. Cold thoughts.
Hidden by a smile. Sly comments
Night mares and thoughts, as one in the mind.
Never to be repeated from my head.
The ones that make my heart Dead.
the ones that make me scream at night.
The ones that make my heart cry.
They leave me cold.
Best not to feel.
Then nothings real.
Living in nothing, the Only way to Surrvive
From the thought that break us
The strong with the warrior hearts shall fall to the weak pits,
From just one thought.
Live alone, forever till old.
Bitter. Till the very end