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Alone

Copyright, Randy

Alone in my mind
together with my tears.
Although my mind is gone
(has been for many years)
Alone in my thoughts
together with my friends.
‘Cause they are the ones
that God seems to send.
If it wasn’t for them
I’d probably be dead.
‘Cause i would’ve listened
to the voice in my head.
The one that says to die
and the one that tells me to bleed.
I’m glad I don’t listen all the time
just sometimes I feel like it’s a need.
I don’t always listen though
but when I do it sucks.
‘Cause the pain i go through I like
I just like so very much.
Some day I will quit
well at least I wish I could.
But for now it’s just a relief
a relief from the world.

Nails

Copyright, Randy

This feeling tears me painfully apart
Feels like nails
Shoved through my heart
‘Cause I know
that we can never be
and this makes you
my agony
I no longer know the difference
Between true love and pain
But still you hold my heart
Locked in a chain
I try to cover it up
Telling myself so many lies
I’m afraid I could drown myself
In your star-lit eyes

Got Nothing

Copyright, Randy

Got nothing to live for
no one to die for
What am I supposed to do?
Just sit here
watching the world pass me by?
All alone
The heavy clouds are brougth to me
on the quick wings of the wind
It tears me apart
and covers me in the shadows
of the darkened sky
No ligth to walk towards
nothing to run away from
Only darkness for me to hide
hide my emptyness and lack of pride
Hide my face behind a mask
called an angel
its the mask they see
They really dont know
the true me

Alone

Copyright, Randy

I opened the closet door
looking for something to make me high
once again I wanted to fly
my heart was racing
my breath was pacing
I had promised myself: no mor
but now my hunger was bigger than befor
i only found one pill
but that was not enough to cure my ill
so i took out the razor blade
suddenly my sigth started to fade
no sorrow, no pain
no worries about tomorrows rain
only hopes and dream were clear to me then
only thing i needed was one true friend
but none came to my rescue
no one dried my blood with a tissue
nobody cared
and so i wasnt even scared
as a red pool slowely spreaded
i knew i left no one behind
when my wishion got blury and i sank to the floor

Untitled

Copyright, Randy

You looked at me and ran away.
I hoped you were to drunk to remember it the next day.
Felt sorry for you cause you did’nt know.
You wanted to help me so.
But for every tear that fell from your eyes,
made me feel so bad I longed for my knives.
I wanted to cut myself even more,
felt worse than ever before.
Deserved to feel the stinging pain.
You told me I was insane.
I thought you were a true friend,
but it all came to an end.
You didnt want me in your life anymore
and walked out the door.
I was left even more fucked up than before.
Only difference now was that a friendship had tore.

Untitled

Copyright, Randy

One big ocean in their eyes
This came at them as such a surprise
Most people cries a salty flood
She is different
She cries with blood
A red stream flows down her arm
Only time she feels free
Is when she does herself harm

 

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