mark-decibel

Untitled Document sitting    in    this red room    with four walls    and no ceiling no      locked doors      windows boarded up      just a place      for my feelings sit      and scratch      hash marks on the floor      with my nails      now there bleeding stare      and point      laughing at me now      tear filld eyes      now im screaminggggggggggg ! ]-pre      chours-[ And      I just want to be the doves,      I see above.      Want the peace i used to have,      before this place. Yeah      I just want to be the one,      I used to love.      Need the things I used to