#1
wasting away
is it my imagination
im dying in the mirror
i cant keep my concentration

falling away
living in my starvation
im crying out in fear
of giving in to the temptation

in the nightmares i have
in the nights when i sleep
there's this certain monster
and he takes hold of me
the only things to grab
the only things i see
are the bottles and the pills
as he takes hold of me

its not as easy as you think
its not as easy as you say
i cant just turn and leave
and make be okay
its like swimming, but you sink
its like my thoughts have gone astray
you cant make me happy
it will never be okay

in the times when i sit up
in the time i spend alone
i admire what ive done
and all the ways ive grown

my hair grows thin
my eyes sunk in
my ribs are showing
and my skeleton grin
my skin grows pale
my voice goes frail
my knees they shake
as i stand on this scale
CAN I GET A +1?!
#2
First two versey things wasting away
is it my imagination
im dying in the mirror
i cant keep my concentration

falling away
living in my starvation
im crying out in fear
of giving in to the temptation


are briliant love the rhymes , after that it seems to fall apart slighty just the change of form kinda ruins it for me.. a bit of reworking and it'll sound great
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