breaking point facing me down.
long stare in the mirror, hates my frown.
pressure builds as the face bleeds red.
feeling there's nothing left to be said.
watching the fool before me break ever so slow.
giving will power as it eventually will go.
fists tighten as tight as the hands can squeeze.
forcing down the weeping sounds of please.
whispering reality one doesn't want to believe.
knowing the heart only wants to be relieved.
hot flashes burn the skin smoking to a sizzling stench.
feeling one has been put into one hell of a pinch.
the breaking point has arrived and has been triggered.
now what to do with all the feelings that have been brutally splintered?
long stare in the mirror, hates my frown.
pressure builds as the face bleeds red.
feeling there's nothing left to be said.
watching the fool before me break ever so slow.
giving will power as it eventually will go.
fists tighten as tight as the hands can squeeze.
forcing down the weeping sounds of please.
whispering reality one doesn't want to believe.
knowing the heart only wants to be relieved.
hot flashes burn the skin smoking to a sizzling stench.
feeling one has been put into one hell of a pinch.
the breaking point has arrived and has been triggered.
now what to do with all the feelings that have been brutally splintered?
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