© Amber Kalkes 2014
~Downbeat~
Dum....dum dum...dum dum.
I, I'm wasting time,
I hate my rhymes.
I can't find my gun.
Oh my lord, this is getting fun.
I, I have no choice.
I lost my voice.
I can't quite speak,
Cause i'm feeling weak.
I can't sit still.
I'm feeling ill.
I can't feel well,
Cause i'm locked in hell.
Everday I waste away.
I can't seem to forget yesterday.
Every turn i've ever got,
Has turned into something that it should not.
Pretty scenes start to bother me,
I can't even let happy lovers be.
I want to pain it black.
Someone needs to stop me before I react.
In my mind I'm the only one who knows my name.
Because in the real world we all stay the same.
I can't quiet posess the taste,
To let the past be erased.
So i'll sit in the dark,
And I'll wait for my mind to fall apart.
Until then,
There's always my pen.
