....questions to those living in hollow shells....
Why are your always hiding?
Can't you come forth,and remind me...that I'm not alone...in this cold lonely world...?
My feelings are resigning....
My mind's slowly sliding...
I'm going from paralyzed to poisoned....
And there's no message I can send...
A message asking for assistance...
A message to mend my bleeding conscionce...
A message to say get the ******** away....
To demand the pain that I've relenquished...
Is there?
I'd give my head to feel again.
At least then this all would end...
But that light there...
It reminds me...
Of everything in the world that's worth finding...
My hollowed soul...these aching bones...
Still cry out and resist....
For fear that I will die right here...
My will refuses ever to quit.
I stand here.A pessimist.
Because I know "The Great Book"'s full of s**t.
That when I'm gone I won't be missed.
Even I would admit to it.
My spirit's too weak to hold on.
Even though my heart's still strong.
My mind is incessantly still.
Stuck in the world which is unreal and ideal.
The world in my head in which I'm not dead...
Myself and I aren't the only ones here...
It devours me to the core....
But warms my chilled soul...
To always see you're near.
Suddenly that pain,that fear...everything.
It just disappears.
And then,once again,it's you and me there.
All I can do is sit and stare.
I miss you and it forces my fall...
Then you go and break down my walls.
To pick me up and keep me safe....
It's how I get through every time my heart breaks.
There's so much more I wish I can say.
But I know that the words will just get in the way.
 ArtVamp_Reject · Sat Mar 07, 2009 @ 09:38pm · 1 Comments |
