My Memories

By QuartzAl18

Open up my heart to see my memories
Hack my mind to my blood flow
Cause now I'm stunted and can no longer grow
So I'll encase myself in a cacoon of spider webs
To shield myself from the world.
I'll now set fire to the rain like fuel 
In a car's enigine 
Burning away all my cares without a trace
Yeah lost with no face
I'm falling from grace
Tied up in a shoe lace 
I'm always falling 
Only my blood I can taste
Which means this life is going to waste
Transend the elements of time and space
To connect with what I feel
So you can see me die on a bed of nails

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Copyright 2012 QuartzAl18
Published on Monday, November 26, 2012.     Filed under: "Rage" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

This Just me not feeling well
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  • dwells On Monday, November 26, 2012, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    Somebody is an Adele fan I think and sorry to hear your so down. FYI - if you click on the comment icon when responding to somebody else's comment, then yours will go underneath the one you are replying to. Keeps things somewhat more organized with multiple comments (I used to do the same thing) - cheers!

  • QuartzAl18 On Monday, November 26, 2012, QuartzAl18 (21)By person wrote:

    Hey dwells thanks for the advice and for enjoying my work glad you and the others like it

  • Strataic On Monday, November 26, 2012, Strataic (99)By person wrote:

    When your life feels failed, it can bring you down, so you start searching without a face lovely read here thanks. Scholar

  • QuartzAl18 On Monday, November 26, 2012, QuartzAl18 (21)By person wrote:

    Again Symbol thanks. you always seem to find an overwhelming interest in my work

  • Symbol On Monday, November 26, 2012, Symbol (699)By person wrote:

    I do.... It's true :) Scholar

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