Pain In My Head
I can't control the pain that's in my head.
I do not know if it'll haunt me till I'm dead.
You wait around and let me go insane.
You leave me alone and let my life grow to vain.
I'm falling to depression.
I headed for a lethal egression.
I must find a way to be free of all this pain.
Or soon I'll be left with nothing left to gain.
*All this pain is in my head.
I'm not just gone and I'm not just dead.
My soul is free and the pain has stopped.
The pain I have lived with has now just dropped.
I sit around and let the pain just be.
Sooner or later, there will be nothing left of me.
I'm screaming in anguish and yell for more.
Till I'm almost dead and my body on the floor.
Dreaming of the blood drain and I feel it deep inside.
It all in the open, I have nothing to hide.
Let me go, but my mind says no.
Just let it be and just let it go.
*All this pain is in my head.
I'm not just gone and I'm not just dead.
My soul is free and the pain has stopped.
The pain I have lived with has now just dropped.
By: Vayne
© 2001 Vayne (All rights reserved)
Colors of a Madman
In the arts of a madman.
Using colors undefined by any man.
Black, red, and gray.
The colors he feels every single day.
Faces in his dreams.
The pictures of his sinister screams.
Black for the world he's in.
Red for the blood that spills for the sin.
Gray is the color of his sight.
The way he sees you every day and night.
Background is a color undefined.
Living in a world he finds he's confined.
Gray is the matters forsaken.
Black for the road he's taken.
Carnage is in the color of red.
Undefined colors roam in his head.
For the people in the world, color is seen.
Blue, yellow, purple, white, and green.
Blocked from the visions that haunt them.
Blinded from the world that wants them.
The madman sees in the form of truth.
Sees it in the eyes of the youth.
Young and dumb or old and wise.
Covered with lies of our own demise.
Open your mind to the darkness.
To show us all we all live in loneliness.
To the victims the binds must fall.
Little do they know its binds' us all.
Gray is the matters forsaken.
Black for the road he's taken.
Carnage is in the color of red.
Undefined colors roam in his head.
Look through the eyes of a madman.
It's the same through the eyes of a holy man.
Through the eyes of humanity.
It's the same through the eyes of insanity.
The minds crash to the pit of depression.
Even though denied the right of redemption.
Black and red combined to make the sickness.
Gray adds on the make the thickness.
Covers the brain of a straight man.
It can even break the soul of a great man.
The image of a psycho is discouraging.
You'll soon realize the dark is flourishing.
Gray is the matters forsaken.
Black for the road he's taken.
Carnage is in the color of red.
Undefined colors roam in his head
By:Vayne
© 2001 Vayne (All rights reserved)
My Soul
I walk on a path to no where.
Just to clear the thoughts in my head.
I would walk to the edge of redemption.
Just to wish that I was dead.
These emotions I have are from you.
The way you broke soul my in two.
I wish I could find a way out of this but.
I live with the heartbreak from you.
I cry at night with my eyes closed just to picture who I am.
I just have to relieve myself of this pain I don't give a damn.
To be the one in pain from this heartbreaking I cringe on down and bleed.
I don't think I can understand where my life will ever seem to lead.
When my soul is lost to me.
I'm addicted to the torment.
I live with all this pain.
These emotions are eating me inside
It's driving me insane.
I don't seem to give a fuck now.
But you don't really care.
All this pain is outside me now.
I see people stop and stare.
I cry at night with my eyes closed just to picture who I am.
I just have to relieve myself of this pain I don't give a damn.
To be the one in pain from this heartbreaking I cringe on down and bleed.
I don't think I can understand where my life will ever seem to lead.
When my soul is lost to me.
Why all this pain in my head.
Wishing I was dead.
Lonely and depressing.
The pain is so damn stressing.
Help me please.
Put my at ease.
Just make me whole
Then give me back my soul
Because my soul is lost in me.
By: Vayne
© 2001 Vayne (All rights reserved)
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