Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain

POLAROID

Play me some music, and i will jive,
Let's get happy, until the night.

Were getting old,
Were being bold,
Our tears just dried up,
Even pain still hurts a lot,

My prayers silenced me,
the knife and blade in front of me,
Your screams was'nt the best sound at all,
even your blood does'nt taste like gold,
scattered on the floor,

Syringes punctures my body,
Is it good to hear, smells bloody,
The storm is approaching,
The windows a little blurry,
The tree dances, so windy,

Put my hand beneath the bed,
So i will get warm,
Put your hand in my head,
Guide me till i was dead,

Get the polaroid,
Capture every second we breath,
My heart seems so slow,
The beat stop every minute,
Oh! Please stay with me for a while,
Take a shot, and i will smile,

I just need someone to hold my sanity,
Even toilet papers get sag and filthy,
My body shakes, i am afraid to loose,
But the time ticks, so i should choose,
Between death and take off my shoes,

Get dressed, the background was ready,
wear the best smile we have,
Until i sleep with thee,
My hands will freeze,
Go run fast toward me,

Someone should pick up the polaroid,
Focus it and make the fastest void,
The time will pass,
Those memories will expire,
Our heart will soon perish,
so let's try to cherish this,

Hold my hand and strike a pose,
smile with joy, don't cry,
Because i am going to cry too,
It will ruin our picture,

A sudden life will soon disappear,
This debtor body will rot this year,
The clothes i wear was nice and neat,
Till the land digest me, so place me in heat,

I am wondering if you should photo frame it,
Or just compile the pictures that we capture together,
It is so nice to see those pictures above my grave stone,
Play me a music with a happy tone,
I'll close my eyes and start to dream about it,

Till those dreams will hunt me,
And i will never awake again.

Goodbye.