Staring at the wall
filled with hate,
and in withdrawal
from the world and all I've known.
My life has become monotone:
One emotion,
One expression,
One devotion,
One obsession;
Sunless skies cast down on me,
I walk the path but I can't see
through these eyes full of shame,
tinder heart set in flame.
Pink lung turn grey,
silver edge slash vein,
flesh muscle down to bone.
The stinging ache I call my own.
With my eyes I try to say
all the things I hide away,
I want so bad for you to hear
the silent screams when you are near.
But you're deaf to it all:
My fear-filled cry
My desperate call
Out to the night and all the stars,
I wipe the blood and hide the scars.
From the glance you fix on me,
you think I'm weak and I agree
with all you've said
and all you've done,
I load the bullets in the gun,
When I'm gone, don't you cry;
know I couldn't wait to die.
To have freedom and liberty,
from all this hate and enmity.
And when the soft snow hits the ground,
in the icy air I'll hang around.
When you need me most you'll feel a chill,
and I'll be right there, I swear I will.
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