Leftovers
Left in my own thoughts
Tarnished forever through nightmares
Pierce me with your passions…tangle me in your knots
You left me…I have no choice, but to cry…
I’m breaking by the seams
I drink in the sorrow…
I spew up regret… I cannot drink any further
I drink and drown myself – unable to hope for tomorrow
I’m left in my own thoughts…I cannot walk any longer
I recall my past decisions…I’m swallowed up by the echoes of fear
I’m not your valuable merchandise!
Don’t seek me – you wanted your dreams to come true and peace to draw near
Don’t count on me – I’m not wise!
I’m swallowed up by the churning sea…
Leading me to my own demise
I drink in the sorrow…
I puke up resentment…I’m upset and cannot go on with life
I douse myself in my misfortune – no one listens to me…
No one catches me before I wallow…
Pick me up from the murky waters
Lift me up from the gutters
Make me spotless and leave me the leftovers
Dress me up and hand me some covers
I’m trying to piece together my fragmented thoughts
I can’t see a happy ending in this scene –
Preserve my notions in Your thoughts and save them like leftovers…
Oh, but my thoughts are thrown in the trash like rotten leftovers – left unseen
Tarnished forever through nightmares
My foul ideas don’t have a structure – they’re just…
Tangled up knots
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