terrified
Misted eyes perceive
Thoughts I can't believe
Emotions that run free
Never let me be
Self-inflicted pain
It's a loss without a gain
Lost in myself, I know not
release
For forever living in
For forever dying in
The shadow of a killing cross
Born and held accountable
Sworn to bear the burden, now
For sinful nails
Driven deep vital
The gentle embrace of death
Touches my weary soul
I'm closer to the end now
Enough despair! I'm whole!
Destined to make
The right choice
My existence
sound_the_alarm
Lie to me honestly
I hear, but still, I don't see
Just where the actions meet the words
You just sound the alarm
Racing pulse and boiling blood
At fever-pitch
grateful
I sense the tension
A thickness in the air
The filthy air of our morality
Misplaced affection
In lost and lonely stares
Where urge ignores morality
I se
child_inside
You wear
Like an enemy
A false sense of security
With your bullshit integrity
You'd lose it all for your dignity
And you tell yourself "You're so brave"
misshapen_intent
Wandering aimlessly
Stricken with grief
Self-hatred overflowing
It's eating away
It's eating away
Obstructing virtue
Overwhelming and growing
The endurin
brotherhood
For all of our wandering,
We've still so far to go
For all of our questioning,
We've still the need to know...
Are we still the frightened child?
Are we still
explained_away
Donning a sweet contented mask
Acquiring bliss, a grueling task
Adoring a regretful past
Wondering how long it can last
Frequenting a cold empty void
And fear
frigid_bitch
Lying there on satin sheets
Her body cold her heart still beats
A frozen love is your defeat
Sitting on her icy throne
What she sees she makes her own
Her passion de
a_world_to_gain
Searching to find an easy way out
People afraid to speak up, afraid to doubt
Afraid to open their eyes for fear they might find
What the problem's about...is us
As
wrong
Wrong, all that we are
Living, breathing lies
Wrong, all that I feel
All compassion dies
Once hand in hand
And now detached
Befriend the pace
The
r.o.t_(reign_of_terror)
idle_hours
Repeat this habitual course
To lift this weight which drags me under
Treading in my remorse
I must stay above the surface longer
Shattering...
Shatter
stop_me
I remember the lost confusion of innocence
With feelings worn so clean
I wish I could look on this with different eyes
And ignore the blinders reminding me
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