I'm dynamite plus a diamond inside but I'm dying inside my insides feel like a pilot taking a dive from the sky I'm surprised that my mind isn't fried who am I when I hide and I lie I'm crying inside when I try to hide the cries in my eyes blurry skies, I'm blind, I need a guide to find light or peace of mind of mine in my life I cant take advice, adding another vice is a vise binding then prying inside my skin is thinning as if this time is trying to ply in my hyde no silver lining the sky help me help me help me hurting gaping scars wounds welts bruises scrapes scratches scratching screaming tumbling falling crawling retching wretched wicked wic lit ticking time bomb BOOM!
RUSSELL
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