Kitty Insomnia

A river can never run dry.
So does my tears.
It keeps on pouring like rainy days on an empty wasteland.





Oh pouring rain, pouring heart,
Cry me a river,
As thou can never see sunlight,
Nor tomorrow,
A keep sake for thee,
A promise I told myself,
Saying when I could be free,
That would only be resolve,
By the pain you’ve given me,
I bite my tongue every time you’re around,
Because blood in my mouth,
Is better than tears on the ground.






p/s: guess I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.









=)