Look into the lines, see right through you This situation seems to be completely unbearable And I feel myself starting to crumble Close my eyes, grit my teeth Deeper and colder, seeping into sleep Dim lit rooms and dark colored glasses A tainted vision for all the masses Walk along a weary worn path One by one, you do the math
maybe it's not right to wake up in the night to a voice screaming and my heart beating that voice is my own how hoarse it has grown for everyday is exactly the same
wake to a scenario so reminiscent I know I've been here before Let myself gather gradually I've seen myself here before Yet what meets the eye is something so brand new A vision held so high and forgotten, crossing into truth Dressed in white linens But I don't seem to fit in
maybe it's not right to wake up to a new life where all my tears were never shed next to a person in my bed no name comes to mind But I know who he is He's my perfection All I wanted was this
Soon again the stumbling starts What's thought to be strong falls apart Everything that could've gone wrong Happened but then all along Then all along
Faded lights, I wake to an old face and the pictures I had to take of my biggest mistake stare at me with smiling eyes I fight to hold in my cries
maybe it's not right to wake up in the night to a voice screaming and my heart beating that voice is my own how hoarse it has grown for everyday is exactly the same
My best work yet.
-Schizoid
Refined Corruption · Mon Jun 13, 2005 @ 01:42am · 0 Comments |