Inprisoned
inside this mind
hidding behind the empty smiles
so simple (the anguish)
as it mocks me
crawling back into the dark
running, alwais running into the distence
stop me before i bleed, again
the echos on my voice follow me down
the shodows i cast, follow me down
deaper im falling
into the arms of sorrow
blindly desendin
into the arms of sorrow
there must be serenety
the echos of my voice
follow me down
the shadows i cast
follow me down
deaper im falling
into the arms of sorrow
blindly desendin
into the arms of sorrow
the demons of mi own demice
this horror must not remain
deaper im falling
into the arms of sorrow
blindly desendin
into the arms of sorrow
there must be serenity
ill live this life!
william shakespeare
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-arms-of-sorrow/
