Thursday, February 9, 2012

Kidnapped.

We don't need these moments,
When we're breaking,
And we're tangled in this world,
From the streets to this darkness,
When you're bound and in chains,
It all seems impossibles,
And those moments flash in a blink,
And every footsteps searchs for you,
You my loved one, come here save me,
Untangled these chains,
And take me away,
Leave me alone for a while,
But never let me go,
I'm here again,
Feeling kidnapped.

If you are here,
Watch me trace my fingers to that scratch,
When he pulled me by the neck,
And I hear your screams,
I heard you call my name,
Like we're in heaven,
So soft and so beautiful,
The reality was slipping away,
And I stood there bleeding,
With a knife to my throat,
I felt myself weaken,
Reaching out to all these moments,
If these are my last,
Just to remember them and make them beautiful.
If there are my last moments,
I'll just let it bleed and call your name.

Leave me alone for a while.
But never let me go,
I'm here again,
Feeling kidnapped.

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