Monster
These eyes my own tv i am the star
in my head where chaos is my peace
i will fall like the tallest structure
everything will crash and burn
nothing will ever come back to me
will i ever see and feel or taste again.
Where are my eyes, where is my head?
I wanted to ask but my lips wont move!
Here i am, my hands down on the ground,
here i come, my legs somewhere behind,
smell i can remember was my own,
heart beat that feels like stolen home,
my marriage still hanging on,
does anyone know my purpose,
why i will never again see the snow,
or flowers in spring time,
smell of the dead leaves in fall,
where do i start from this time,
on two wheels is my home,
all alone my voice wont carry on,
can anyone see my glow,
it is gone with all the rest of the parts
i taste terribly just so you know
you hungry beast just finish me off,
take it all, take my heart,
maybe better if still pumping blood,
you will get more that way,
so much more through your veins i will flow,
its been too long since I've have felt this way
i am a monster now i was a monster than,
i wouldn't change a thing.
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