Look over there and see me lying on the floor.
Feel free to approach so long as you shut the door.
As you look upon me, I am incapacitated
The things they said were quite exaggerated.
Though I am of questionable existence.
Pick me up, I'll offer no such resistance.
There, that second wind, do you feel it?
Where you were wounded, did I heal it?
One foot in front of the other, let's go now.
You don't need anyone telling you no how.
Look again and I have vanished from that spot.
Look around you and I am but only a mere thought.
For I was with you from the beginning.
For the times you were losing and winning.
Every now and then I surface to give you my all.
But control me now and I'll see your enemies fall.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Friday, March 22, 2013
Aggression Progression
Overcast days brought darkness to my surviving light.
For a newly begotten will to bring an end to your blight.
So brandish your words like the blades we cross.
I'll cast right on back every fucking stone you toss.
I apologize for how fast your aggression unfurled.
As you pissed about your problems in your perfect first world.
You hid behind a flimsy shield of self worth and improvement.
Didn't expect my eyes to be trained on your fake ass movement.
I'm the one that will make the wheels turn.
Though I'd love to see your visage burn.
And I'll keep running until I feel faint.
To save myself from all that you taint.
So get out with that shit about the wrong or right.
Your injustice comes to a final end tonight.
You go on and on about the way you feel.
But nobody will listen for none of it is real.
For a newly begotten will to bring an end to your blight.
So brandish your words like the blades we cross.
I'll cast right on back every fucking stone you toss.
I apologize for how fast your aggression unfurled.
As you pissed about your problems in your perfect first world.
You hid behind a flimsy shield of self worth and improvement.
Didn't expect my eyes to be trained on your fake ass movement.
I'm the one that will make the wheels turn.
Though I'd love to see your visage burn.
And I'll keep running until I feel faint.
To save myself from all that you taint.
So get out with that shit about the wrong or right.
Your injustice comes to a final end tonight.
You go on and on about the way you feel.
But nobody will listen for none of it is real.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Looking Past the Past
It's hard to find the beauty in this piece of painting.
The detail on the people's faces is quickly fading.
Maybe it's not our best shot at making art.
The theme was doomed right from the start.
There has to be more to us than this.
Before I lay dying and motionless.
Are you still looking for a sign?
Or am I just running out of time?
The end of the world is down to the wire.
Now I have brought new light to a heart on fire.
Do you think I stand a chance?
Or can we just smile now and dance?
Don't make like we've never met.
After the curtains close on the set.
I love you dear for what you are.
So just be yourself when you leave the car.
The detail on the people's faces is quickly fading.
Maybe it's not our best shot at making art.
The theme was doomed right from the start.
There has to be more to us than this.
Before I lay dying and motionless.
Are you still looking for a sign?
Or am I just running out of time?
The end of the world is down to the wire.
Now I have brought new light to a heart on fire.
Do you think I stand a chance?
Or can we just smile now and dance?
Don't make like we've never met.
After the curtains close on the set.
I love you dear for what you are.
So just be yourself when you leave the car.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Union
I'm stopping and wondering what makes sense anymore.
Why I'm somehow phasing through a closing door.
And no, don't stop, I think I know what this is all about.
It's my boomeranging, relapsing, and recurring doubt.
Stick it out with me though, I'll be alright,
When you touch my face and hold me tight.
Be there when I fall back so together we can thrive.
Along the way we'll figure out what it means to be alive.
And stop me please if I'm proven to be wrong.
In the light of defeat I find it difficult to move on.
Even now I feel its dull ache deep within my chest.
But carry me forth and I'll make it for the best.
However, I am not helpless on my own.
I dread the feeling of being alone.
For as long as I have the will and the cunning.
You can refuse me, but I'll just keep on running.
Why I'm somehow phasing through a closing door.
And no, don't stop, I think I know what this is all about.
It's my boomeranging, relapsing, and recurring doubt.
Stick it out with me though, I'll be alright,
When you touch my face and hold me tight.
Be there when I fall back so together we can thrive.
Along the way we'll figure out what it means to be alive.
And stop me please if I'm proven to be wrong.
In the light of defeat I find it difficult to move on.
Even now I feel its dull ache deep within my chest.
But carry me forth and I'll make it for the best.
However, I am not helpless on my own.
I dread the feeling of being alone.
For as long as I have the will and the cunning.
You can refuse me, but I'll just keep on running.
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