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Into the streams of The black river

Getting drunk again next to The black river
Breaking free from thoughts that were making me shiver
Lately I find it difficult to tell reality from dreams
And I wanna cut someone and throw him into the streams
I could rip my hair off my head in anger
Crush my skull with a fucking hammer
And I could break my fingers all the way back
Or just jump on someones face and hear it crack
I feel like gnawing my skin 'til I can see the bone
And how the fuck could I not feel alone?
When I at night am laying sleepless in bed
Thinking of all my friends who are either dead
Or locked up in a fucking prison cell
Those nights I just know I'm in hell

My mind is set on committing a terrible crime
I just wish I could sleep all the fucking time
As I tend to fuck my life up when I'm awake
And it feels like I'm on the edge to break
I should probably beat someone until his heart stops
And after that - I should fill my pockets with rocks
Before diving down into the river deep
But instead I just lay down on the ground and sleep




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Publicerad 2014-03-12 23:02



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