keith ranjeni: Suicidal thoughts My love ship is wrecked in an ocean of pain I'm powerless in my position as captain The waters have washed into every muscle of my veins Feeding rivers of memories that flood every muscle of my brain Memories that slaughter any hope of eternal happiness What feeds such pain and fills such emptiness? These are the thoughts that float on my brain As I lay afloat on a boat of heartbreak Does my heart ache of love or lust? My search for answers remains in vain Like chains of oppression These thoughts are compressing me into solitude Death is my sweetest aptitude, From where I stand at sea, I can feel her altitude |
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