The Pyro Inside
The Pyro Inside
By Kevin Robey
May 23, 2014
It all keeps on breaking
And I don't know why
My shaking hands just wanna scream
Come sweet release lets say goodbye
I'll cut and cry for days and days
Like throwing stones in a house of sand
I'll hide in my room and stitch up my wounds
A sad and futile way to satisfy demands
Fast forward three days and nothing is fixed
Now I'm broken too with nothing left to lose
So I buy something new to fill the holes in my heart
It's nothing but a ruse to find something new to abuse
You cannot run if you want to survive
And I'm sick and tired of this circle of fire
But if I can't escape my self-loathing hell
Ill just be sending my dreams to the pyre
My smiles much brighter than fear should allow
Floating so high above the fire that I felt
But if I can't breathe the air in these clouds
I'll never be free from the cards I was dealt
Copyright © Laura Dee | Year Posted 2014
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