This is pathetic
And darling, I don't feel empathetic
You started the shit
You can end it
What did you think it would do
Your spirit's taken on a whole new hue
And you can't turn it back
Reason is what you lack
This doesn't affect just you
It hurts us too
You took it all in
Now you can't wash out the toxin
Honey, look at yourself now
Do you even know how
I'll hold up the mirror
So your understanding is clear
Your eyes show a void
It shows the you that I knew, destroyed
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Rain, Rain, Please Come Here Today
Today is just another day filled with washed up, old-time, long-ago yet unforgotten regrets. Past moments handled with out the gentlest care. Times I foolishly forgot to step carefully, to test each stone to ensure myself of it's stability, to not walk on the pieces of broken glass that covered my path. Each time I take a wrong step a piece of that glass pierces the arch of my bare foot. Opening the wound and dripping fresh blood. Today is just another day of fleeting moments I can barely catch. A day filled with second chances untaken. Hearts broken. Liars, thieves, cheaters, and money eaters we call buisness men who fill corporations in their tight black suits taking over our world. And all anyone will do is sit and watch. And I sit here today on the patio in my backyard wondering why. Why everything came to be. Why this happened. Why that happened. And I remember. And I think. And I wonder. Do these thoughts make me insane? Or are they the ones without sanity. Which is it? And I wonder if it's paranoia keeping me up at night. Is it simply paranoia when I walk down the street? Why must you haunt my deepest secret thoughts. And as i sit here today, I hope that it will rain. I call for the rain to hurry here today. Wash away the regrets, the memories, the moments, the broken glass, the lies, the thieves, the corrupted leaders. Wash the pain, the hunger, and the questions away. Pour down upon it all and carry it away with you. Down empty streets, across plains, through cities, into rivers, leading to the vast and open ocean. Take it all there. Where it can sink to the sandy unknown bottom. And disappear into the crack that runs across this earth. To a place unknown to me. As far as it can possibly be. Please rain. Come to me. Come today. And hurry. There isn't much time. Pieces of my blue sky are falling, my sun is dimming, and the walls are starting to crumble, soon to come tumbling down. And I'm starting to believe I'm truly insane. That my view on the world is cracked. . And one day they'll discover it, and take me far away. So hurry here. So you can wash it all away, before it discovers my secret, and i'm taken away. For I don't wish to leave this broken world. I see too much that I love. Please rain. Do come. And quickly so.
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