Loneliness is creative but it kills @jamesaxeldalmey - Tumblr Blog

I wish I were that cigarette

It's a sunny day, let the water run,

But do not pay attention to the river,

It forget to mention that it burn,

Free of those thoughts ;

Life is so deep but being a teenager is to have the opportunity to be carelless,

But thinking has been my prison for the past 4 years,

Sometimes it was so hard to live,

I just wish my breath wasn't so strong,

This way i could've been fellin' that i was really dying ;

Somesay i just want to be free but in reality i just want to be healed and to be see.

I don't know anything about life

But,

being the leftover child

the strange teen who strugling with life

But nothing i have to complain

I live with that and it's me who choose to keep them in mind to no forget,

To not trust,

But the good point is i want to live to be free of those thoughts ;

Guess it's back to black

' Cause the blue seem to fade away ,

Careless to feel the ack,

The wind passed, the sun cry and

The dust is down.

When the moon wasn't in the sky,

The blue one frown ,

The yellow flower was high ,

But than it disapear ,

As fast as it appear .

Here i am in the dark ,

At the bridge of the lacke ,

The stars were the loneliest ,

Poor tings , they ached ,

Now their is innondations ,

And the moon watched ,

The light lost herself on her track,

I guess it's back to black.

Loneliness is creative but it kills