were running out of time
 

walking on an unmarked path
thinking unwanted thoughts.but letting them last
your torturing yourself why not just stop it and think
but your too far down . in deep depression you sink
faster and deeper theres no getting out
like quicksand on your shoulders, instead of sand..fear and doubt
LET GO but you hold on...or getting dragged downwards by mindtreams and letting go of my hand
when we took the vow of marraige...this sort of shit was nt planned
or watchin your child die.........worse than your parents
nothing can sure you from heartache....no rememberence
of good times we had its nothing but nothing-ness
but filled with unhappiness
you cant let yourself go.......unsuccesful in your own mind
time slips by . and still you grip on....were running out of time

Cats are still sleeping on u.......Short but Nice Piece

It was aight