My Perfect Plan
My eyes hold the saddest goodbye
From these eyes are the tears i cry
My wounds turn into scars and than into wounds again
I punish myself so I dont feel this again
My pain and anger forever untold
there is nothing left to tell
It ate away my soul
My perfect plan now unfolds
For tomorrow i shall not cry tears
I will cry blood
Finally at ease, at peace
there was no where left to fight
Im tired of fighting to be happy
For everything to go right
Im sick of crying myself to sleep
every lonley night
Copyright © Alison Morley | Year Posted 2007
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