my fare lady that you loved..
why must those who shout brake you down?
sometimes sleeping helps forget...forget the
pain inbeded inside her.
to have empty days and bullshit nights.
sleeping to forget that she has no reason to smile.
vines sprouted flowers around her ribcage.
slowly keeping it all to herself.
Closing her eyes to drift from herself
to bring forth emptiness
blackening every light that surrounds her
so no more eyes will she see
scratching her brain like metallic hand
leaving her body apone this land
letting her sleepless nights shut down her thoughts
dividing herself and the world apart
nothing can save her from her lonely dark road
to carry her mission all alone
smiling of smells the sakura tree
even thou her eyes will not see
drifting from her self from bull shit nights
resting to forget that it wount be alright
sleeping to forget the pain that graves in her
Mellowing out the sounds and deviding them apart
blinded eyes will never see light
once apone a time on that faithful night