::02:22:09::

::: Take the key and lock it up :::

I sleep with the weak.
I am buried beneath these broken dreams.
where you will hear my screams.
where you will feel my 3 day old scars and break the bones apart.
my self esteem is disappearing as we speak.
your voice will not resurrect me into a calm state of mind.
your wittiness will not free me of crime.
no more will I know who your heart longs for.
not even blindness will show you the way to damnation.
I will be spider to your web.
I will be the voice in the back of your mind repeating that I wish you were mine.

Written by: ~ Kira