I watch as the sands of time slowly drift away
Trapped under this sky bleeding out gray
The mundane rhythm of life's broken song
Has once again proven my hopes to be wrong
I fight to make this dream of love my reality
As I'm choked by the hand that is life's brutality
An unsettled mind is scarring my interior
Telling myself that I'm hopelessly inferior
This fallen angel has cut me too deep
Telling me secrets that I cannot keep
This heartbroken ambiance of black and blue
Has bruised my soul and broke me in two
Still I just hope that you will one day see
That this candle of love still burns inside me
But my fabric of reality has been ripped apart
As it cleans up the blood from my broken heart
Your painful memory can never truely be erased
These scars on my wrists are forever encased
So I'll bask under the ceiling of this starless night
Waiting for the beauty that is dawn's first light
 SilverRavenWillow · Sat Mar 17, 2007 @ 03:37am · 1 Comments |
