Entry for April 17, 2006

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt I will let you down
I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way