More poems by Belle! At The Disco

Imperfection Leads To Many Things...

Brightly Shinning,
Its a blinding light.
The blood on the bed,
Oh a hospital fright.

How can it be so wrong,
But feel so right?
Did I ever think once,
Once about the consequences it would bring?

To answer that question,
No, I didn't think once.
But just think,
What better way,
To spend a day or a night.
Unaware of the things around you,
Unable to focus on you're life's problems.

Maybe it would be great,
To go away,
And be the famous living dead for an eternity.

When nothing seems right,
It feels like the only way out.
Escape the feelings,
Escape the problems.

Escape,

Everything...