Darling stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don't you understand?
I have to go through this
I belong to here where
No-one cares and no-one loves
No light no air to live in
A place called hate
The city of fear
I play dead..
It stops the hurting..
I play dead...
And the hurting stops...
It's sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up inside my private tortures
I nestle into pain
Hug suffering
Originally posted by Sanctuary Don't you understand?
Caress every ache