Submissions by Max_7

About Last Night

I woke up thinking about last night
It was different, ain't like any other night
Surely it has to do with the woman on my sight
Lying on my chest on my right,
side of my heart,
As if she could understand
If only she could understand
If only what she said wasn't for real
This was never part of the deal
I mean she needed a shoulder to cry on
And I was a pillow to soke her tears on
And later she got a dick to ride on
Because we met with our souls drifting in space
From different planets, where we...

I am starring at the wall,
Contemplating whether i should call
Suicidal thoughts galore, as i stand at the edge of the same bed we made love on
I hyperventilate, i am struggling to carry on
and turn these silent tears to ink
Since the devil lives in my neck
Thus captures these nouns and verbs
that will relieve the weight I carry
on my back
I am feeling blue yet my eyes see red
How can i paint you the picture of my heart yet i am colour blind?
So let me use the last of these tears
And paint this picture in black and white
That...