Hero
door crushed
if i could be your hero,
give my all to you.
would you turn me over,
kick me when i\'m down.
would it be so easy,
not to lose sleep.
keeping secrets to yourself,
walking tall and moving on.
a picture in my mind,
that\'s all you left me.
you drove me,
broke me and saved me.
could i be your hero,
would you let me.
keep me hangin\'
my blood, my promise,
your truth, your self inflicting reality.
compromising, breaking bottles,
burning bridges, breaking promises.
would you care,
could you try
would you tell, deceive and lie.
your way is my way,
you burn me, i set myself on fire.
you want blood,
i cut myself.
is it enough, or barely breaking even.
the expectation of loving you,
holding you, killing myself.
when thoughts collide,
a maze of confusion.
everlasting doubts,
the emotional rollercoaster
this live too short?
the days too long.
ghosts of infinity,
screaming, howling.
bloody messages,
open conflicts torment me.
you say, you bleed, you bleed.
i say, you need, you need.
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