Zakyath
Member
- Reaction score
- 239
blah blah blah
I run and I run,
Now my legs can’t carry my weight,
I ran for a thousand miles,
But I still can’t get away from myself.
I’m like a temple built of sadness,
Madness feeds the hate that's born,
Feelings has left me in a mess,
And struck my heart with woe.
I’ve built a road to nowhere,
My way is hopeless, indeed,
This world is drawn in black and white,
Same colours as a dying dream.
I turn my gaze when mountains crumble,
The stars collide with my mind,
I lose control and I stumble,
How long have I been blind?
Now my legs can’t carry my weight,
I ran for a thousand miles,
But I still can’t get away from myself.
I’m like a temple built of sadness,
Madness feeds the hate that's born,
Feelings has left me in a mess,
And struck my heart with woe.
I’ve built a road to nowhere,
My way is hopeless, indeed,
This world is drawn in black and white,
Same colours as a dying dream.
I turn my gaze when mountains crumble,
The stars collide with my mind,
I lose control and I stumble,
How long have I been blind?