Who is that knocking on my door?
As if I care anymore.
I'm not getting up just to see
who it is that's come to bother me.
Who is that knocking on my door?
When they come in I won't be here anymore.
They'll see me sitting on the floor
when they open the door.
When they come into the room
they'll see me sitting alone in the gloom
with tears, glass, blood an an empty stare.
When they come in, i won't be there.
So who is that knocking on my door?
Who will first see the blood pooling on the lorr?
There are so many that it could be
bringing the hell that was consuming me
but there is only one who held me back
trying to save me from the black.
Is it he who is at the door?
I can't get up to answer him anymore.
 Ayala55 · Thu Jun 23, 2011 @ 07:09pm · 0 Comments |
