Sometimes I don't know what gets in my head,
But it makes me feel bad,
Causes pain,
First in thoughts- then makes it real,
Doesn' t allow me to make pogress,
So i just sit still...
Unable to concentrate on my goals,
Just sound of selfharming words that roars,
One after another rolling,
Deeper I am falling,
Took the paper and pen with a dark black ink,
To symbolise where I may sink,
Seeing it all,
I somehow found the power - selfcontrol,
The cure is art,
It makes you see what you couldn't at the start.
YOU ARE READING
Sounds of my soul
RandomThis are the songs that i wrote inspired by situations that arise in life and they are furfilled with feelings. "Ripped in half, That's my path." All of them are written by me so if you repost please give credit. Hope you will enjoy.
