Octavian
I ask you
To allow me to breathe again
Grant me, one more sin
And I would breathe again
Borrow the sorrow of suffering men
If I could breathe again
It’s kind of funny how life brings you
Its twist, its turns
It’s young, it’s unborn
Scripts to this song severely worn
First class have-nots
In all my dignity, I am untouchable
Paranoia is but unstable trust
From what’s beneath you skull
I beg for lust
You simply pleasure the clutch
Aside from aging
I ain’t doing much
Without adrenaline
How am I to pursue this rush?
Fallen from pure lush
Crawling lifeless beneath a deathly crush
Life long terror
Individuals in this priceless era
Her passion, my pain
My due rations in a given range
My life story, just not worth the tale
Rage through sunshine
To only again awaken in hell
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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