WereMagi

To revel in ones misfortunes, to laugh at ones bad luck, to whistle a tune and take fun in ones poor luck, it's something you always do. When you fell, I caught you, but my mistake was placing trust in you, cause breaking it is what you always do. Poor Luck you always say, well, I hope some is sent you way, we all hope that you will finally see that, Poor Luck is on it's way. You beg and grovel, sucking up and flatter us, but we kick your feet from under you, then turn our backs on you. You cry out and scream, calling out that you're after me, I just turn around a smile, I laugh at your empty threat, as it was something I alway

Choking, suffering, misery and suffocating. Plunging my world, I have no control, despair unfurled feels like I'm impaled by a black pole. Words pour out of me, my hearts leaking, why am I even signing? Love leaves me, emotion deserts me, who are you again? I am lost and confused, broken and unwhole, why am I so cold? I'm choking, suffering, misery and suffocating. Plunging my world, I have no control, despair unfurled feels like I'm impaled by a black pole. Here I am, I think so anyway, I am in the land of pain. I see you, yet so broken, falling down like a lead feather. Heavy yet soft looking, hard yet weak, I can't help but worry fo