There LiesThere lies, a shadow of doubt upon sliver of sorrow gloomy thoughts that congregate a burden sky overcast by bitter words I'd pay attention to it and heed its every movementThere Lies
and at its mere presence the tired sky is breached
a smirk creeps through my tacitrun face melancholy thoughts will clear the way
If I could hold you, right now I would not tightly, not lightly, but firm so you would understand just exactly what you mean to me and in this embrace the freedom would be there a doorway for release Could you walk through, I'd doubt it Caus
Holding Back The FloodMy will is not my own. A performer I am, that acts out a never ending play of false thought and emotion. Emotions that are not my own. All the while hiding the feelings that are far truer to who I am. Keeping them concealed from eyes that should not discover them. But I grow weary... The emotions are becoming stronger and more volatile with each passing day. They are burning in my mind. Like Flames that lick forth for the most minute amount of space or release. Time is drawing to a close. My burden becoming to great to bare.Holding Back The Flood
The truth of it a river beating against an already worn di
I Wish To Be Set FreeI wish to be set free.I Wish To Be Set Free
I find myself in an endless field devoid of sounds, and other life. No longer do I find my mind racked with the pains of memories I'd hope to forget.
For in this field there are no concerns, no worries, no shackles of thought and most of all... No regret.
I start to run through the endless field.
Feeling the wind run over my face and the tall grass brushing my legs.
This world I'm in now is perfect in every way.
My mind is clear of all obscurities; my thoughts are all in focus.
No longer am I hindered by my mundane existence. There is an ear split
The Pain While Thinking Of YouMind numbing pain. Glancing blows.The Pain While Thinking Of You
Thinking of you.
Broken dreams. Worthless Desires.
While thinking of you.
Treasured Memories. Of days come to pass.
Thinking of you.
Thoughts severed. Clarity blurred.
Thinking of you.
A clear cut illusion of happiness. Foundation of reality falling through my fingertips.
Thought of you.
Peace. Restitution. Clarity. Focus.
Done thinking....
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