my heart is cut all the way down its seam
easily mended if i could only find the write string
now trapped inside this empty dream
i tend to cling to fictional things
frighten by the loss of something real, so it seems
i need to redeem the love an trust i once seen
yet when it comes near i push it away in spite of my fears
its perfectly clear to me that i keep these tears hidden inside of me
now here's some termanology "vision is the beautiful art of sight;
in which i can not be seen"
can you grasp the concept of this empty dream?
Now it mat seem like you care, give advise, tell me you'll be there
But i dont give a f%$k what you say anymore
if you give a f!%k about me i'd probably just deny you, i'd probably just ignore
all i need is my music
but my music has lost its voice
leaving me to fiend for something solid in this empty dream
i wish i could sing you the love an trust i once seen
but i have lost all love
leaving me alone in this hell, this empty dream.
Wow. People don't give you comments that often. That makes me sad, because your stuff is pretty good. I like this, especially because I can imagine it being said in my head. Very nice job, keep it up. Hopefully some more people will comment, you deserve some recognition.
Submission Name: empty dream
