22 January 2013
Dang it! I'm still writing on bittersweet judgmental, bit of writer block here and yet I was re reading my Back to Past opuss, a flashback came flooding back, remembering all names, remembering all judging eyes- this is what I came up with.. Not sure how to look at it as poem or lyric -------------------
A young girl On her back For the money
Pillows wetted from Tears falling down Her cheek As she turned her head To SIDEWAY
So she wouldn't have To see his face The face of unknown Violating her While she's on her back
She pretends she have died And you called me a whore You were right I'm the whore On my back for the money
It's okay, 'cause I'm gone It's okay, 'cause I've died
good riddance to me You say, sadly I know You don't know The pain in my eyes You don't know The sorrow in my heart
Don't worry, she is gone For the corpse have Creeped up to her soul Decay and rotten became it She smiles a smile As she spoke a empty word
A smile that will Taint your eyes A empty word that will Pierce your heart
Saying its ok You were right I'm worthless whore I don't deserve God's love As you say
Yeah, I've wronged you I've wronged the world I'm the devil Laying on her back For the money I know
I know I'm worthless whore A worthless whore In your eyes, in God's eyes I'm the tainted Rotten to core Decayed, a corpse That were left behind For eternal
And it's okay, I know, It's what you say, It's what you think of me I'm a worthless whore You won't have to worry No more, I've gone
Blood have been spilled You can't save me Why you bother trying Is your guilt asking you to?
It's okay to let me go I'm the tainted whore In your eyes In God's eyes I'm just a worthless whore
Meant to be left behind A mistake on earth An extra toy For the devil To play with
A Mistake • Opuss № I