used to be

crzymarypj10

eyes closed
open up to the feelings
of what i tryed to be
breaths so gently
grasping times
of what i used to be

its so cold
its so cold with out the sun and im trying to leave
but im caught with my own out reaching hands
of what i used to be

sit and think about
situations
reminice of complications that brought me to this door
contemplations of relief
that i keep and store
for me to achive please
what do you know
when your under your stone

its so cold
so cold with out the sun but im trying to leave
i am caught in my shadow as im leavin
of what i used to be
be...

sail into my councessness
reveal all that is instore
i am hopless