I am full to the brim with emptiness...
I am in a crowded room full of ghosts
I'm drowning in the deepness of sorrows aridity
With all eyes upon me, except the two that matter most.
I am freezing in the warmth of the blue fire...
And silence seems to be the only sound...
I never understood the reasons for understanding
Until I found the freedom that tied me down.
I am sleeping softly with my eyes wide open
I am whispering the words so loudly you can't hear....
I am blinded by the darkness...brightly overwhelming
Reassured by the insecure, securness of my fears
I am tempted by a sweetness...oh so bitter
Voiceless clatter fills me, until I cannot speak
Left with the pleasure of a toxic healing pain...
And a feeling inside so strong that I am weak...
I am falling hard softly, looking for a place to land
So lonely in this crowded room full of ghosts...
Stumbling across this room, predictable unknowing...
I have all eyes upon me, except the two that matter most...
Sunday, August 19, 2007
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