Sunday, August 09, 2009

I'm afraid of the worst.

My innerself is starting to scare me.

I'm being haunted by a whisper
A chill comes over me
I've been trapped inside this moment
I'm not a victim, I'm not a freak

Free me
before I slip away
Heal me
wake me from this day
Can somebody help me?

I've seen the face of my affliction
of my reality
I'm being tortured by the future
of things that are yet to be
I'm being haunted by a vision
it's like the morning never comes
I feel the burden of confusion
always searching... on the run

Free me
before I slip away
Heal me
wake me from this day
Can somebody help me?

Now, I'm not a hero... no
but the weight of the world's is on my soul
these imagines burn my eyes
they're burning me up inside

Free me
before I slip away
Heal me
wake me from this day
Can somebody help me?

Free me
before I slip away
Heal me
wake me from this day
Can somebody help me?

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