Split Roads
The arrows point towards every direction
They're as sharp as needles
And as lost as I am
Lost inside my head
And confused in my mind
Am I going crazy, like you did?
Walking along the dark path
Voices fill my heart
And it breaks it to pieces
'Cause I can't stand the pain
You force on to me
I can't live in the misery
That you attach to me
And now the arrows are hooked
On split roads and sour words
From where the salt mixed with it
And from where the freezer burn numbed it
It breaks it to pieces
'Cause I can't stand the pain
You force on to me
I can't live in the misery
That you attach to me
So sense I can't be
The person you want me to be
You'll have to feast on the
Spoiled words of your slaughtered relationships
And devour the smell of cruel skin touching
On the split roads of Isolation City
Written November 10, 2003
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