Thorns & Roses
Where we are again….
Another heartbreak in a different fleece
Same storyline, same strategy. Different timeline same old pain
Memories can't keep staying memories, night terrors keep seeping into my reality
Sigh my only symphony
My heart, the fiddle over and over again
Reasons to live keep running out pretty fast
Thought my friend gouging my peace, leaving me wide open was the hardest battle I could face
Then you showed me how bad it can turn out by making "my blood" ruin my only redemption
Et tous Randall? Je ne suis pas Ceaser.
3 years and counting it has been
Playing chicken with love so my heart bruises no more
And still I got it wrong…
Wrong all over again....
Words carefully practiced, like a dagger sharpened to eviscerate the remaining hopes I kept holding on to
God I hate what follows
Thorns and roses
Pain, regrets, misery wearing familiar faces
Back to basics I assume
Bottles, smokes and regrets
Love is a beautiful thing
But I've bled enough to know
The thorns outlast the bloom
Thorns and Roses
Phase II
Now the demons have taken over,
Doing a 200mph on a freeway waiting for that small trip,
The last straw,
That last push to end it all,
Set me free, burn me to Uppsala
The fangs went deep this time
This one corrupted the only safe space I once had, memories
I put my head underwater
Hoping and praying niggas can't see these tears
I raise my hands to God in prayer, and beg
Take this dark cup from me
Lest this youngin perish
Feel the char within me,
I boil a melting pot of pain regrets and shame
"At the hour of my death, call me...
Dear lord, "
A million times I've had hope, a million and one times I've been broken.
"Oh, that was nothing...
I don't know what you are talking about "
My old love has amnesia now, I'm not even a thing of the past, I'm the thing that never happened. That catastrophe she cleaned of and moved on without looking back.
Thorns and roses,
I'm now just her Sodom...
Maybe a myth, Atlantis
Two hours, fifteen minutes
It's all over. The past is gone,
Memories tainted,
Meaning of existence erased.
Im just a figment that never was to be,
A stain that blends perfectly with the patterns.
Perhaps I never even made a mark
Pain enlightened me
Can't hide behind mask, figments this smoke
Screens, thy ain't real it's all a hoax
Precious a stone lemme endure my transfiguration
If I vanish, I vanish



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