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December 31st, 2010I wish I could speak from the heart, but i don’t have one.
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I wish I could speak from the heart, but i don’t have one.
nothing left behind
no breadcrumb trail or trace
no sign of life inside this place
so now i am a hollow hole
i had a face
but that he stole
when all is said and done
the lights start to fade
and i am still
afraid
no one’s denying
the life that we’ve been given
but how come we’re dying?
when all we have is living
i wish i was deaf, my own voice drowned out by the very sound of silence.
this mind that is mine, how it never stays still
never stops for a moment and who knows if it will
ahhhhhh, this mind i could kill
but it’s mine
so fucking what
my mind is a nut
now that we’re together
tethered in your spider web
i pray i am your prey till dead
my heart was black
but now it’s red
for to love is to have bled
my insides are scorched, they have never ensconced me
burned with acids, burning constantly
my heart is not beating it’s bleeding
i’d make sense of myself but my self is defeating
my teeth razor sharpened could tear through the pain
if i bite off my tongue i won’t have to explain
i won’t have to destroy you as i’ve destroyed me
burned with acids, burning constantly
because now i don’t feel
i fear
there are patterns designed that i never obey
i have nothing at all, not a why, not a way
not a word in this matter, not a sound or a say
does it matter?
it may
but i’m fragments of matter
just a partial display
my crooked eye view
split in ten, torn in two
and though nothing is new
and the old days are through
and the old days were good ol’ days
but now i’m just blue
i usually find myself unable to imitate others, though somehow i can’t even do an impression of myself today.