my shaddow

a poem/lyrics i wrote a while ago about hanging on to things that make you unhappy

Between these filthy sheets is where I pay
For all the words that I cant bare to say
For protecting my distrust
For not saving myself
This the price I chose to pay

I’m my own enemy
My own knife
I’m the shadow I hide
The lie in your eyes
I cling to my nightmare
Despise the sweet dream
I burn for the darkness
Burn for my dis-ease

Between his filthy sheets I lay
With all the words that I dare not say
Protecting my distrust
Not saving myself
This is the price I now pay

I’m the hate I hide
A knife in your side
The reason I cry
A reason not to fight
My fall from innocence
Happened that night
I cant survive the darkness
But cant stand the light

Between my filthy sheets I will lay
keeping all the words I dare not say
I’ll Protect my distrust
I’ve Not saved myself
So This is the price I’ll pay