Do you wish in death or is there hope in life?
How can I dream of love
when it all seems lost?
The seconds and the times, do you keep count,
As your soul, it just lets go
And your heart's so tight, you feel more?
You want it yet again.
The euphoria, your drive.
It's that insanity
can't it keep you to the ground.
Your veins to tremble the high,
Erratic all of your blood in the chase.
That moment, gone so soon.
It's all your shattered dreams.
YOU ARE READING
Suicidal Highs
Poetrytomorrow let it change, my death shall leave me just the same, for tonight hold me tight.
