I know it's been awhile..
What faith have I
When it comes to you?
You give me nothing
Share nothing of you
But broken dreams
And candy-coated lies.
Your eyes say nothing.
What eyes can
When they belong
To an empty heart?
You held me and I lived
For the first time
With you.
You say I am nothing
When the only time
I exist
Is when you hold me.
How can you say I don't belong
When the only time I breathe
Is with you.
I am bound
In chains that do not break.
Welded with tears
These impenetrable links
Were forged in the fires
Of my hell.
Made from solid Anguish
They hold fast
And restrict my heart
Until it bleeds
With the pain you created.
In this fiery prison
Of broken promises
Only you hold the key
To my release.
I am enslaved by pain
To serve a dark master
That only you can defeat.
Will you be my champion
Or am I destined
To live forever
A slave
To a blackened heart?
Mine who lives in darkness
Hermited away inside a prison
Of your own creation
Dont you know the Empress smiles on us?
She wishes us life
And she grants us love
If only you would open your eyes
That see so little of the truth
You are good
You are safe
You deserve
Mine who lives in darkness
You belong to the light.
At 3am I dance across the dream
The thought of being real
To you or anyone
The thought of believing in something
The thought of believing in me
You compell my mind
And develop the dream
You bring me to life
When I have no breath left
I lie at your feet
Your pawn, your humble chink in the chain
Your dream among dreams
Your one nightmare
In your belief there is nothing
Here or there, it is all gone
Living behind blind eyes
The only eyes that see me
As I should be
Do you really believe?
We floated into the darkness
Away from the lights of life.
I felt an emptiness inside
That consumed my very soul.
I felt nothing within myself
But an expanse of black depth
That confused me
Much more than it confuses you.
I watched my life drift away
And I felt nothing
But emptiness.
No More Butterflies...
I walked through the park
In the darkness of tonight.
I stopped and listened
To the willow weeping
In all its rustling glory.
I laid myself down
Upon the cold cemented walk
And stared upwards
At the unrelenting stars.
The Dipper seemed as if to move
In the ink black sky,
And my world stood still
Inside the beating
Of my cold cemented heart.
This is just a carnival of meaningless words
Shuffled together with bright lights and flaming torches
Nothing is as it seems.
We are all wrapped up within a grand masquerade
Of pointless plots and games of the mind
Nothing is real.
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