My guardian angel
Spirit guiding the fallen 
Your candles' flame burns low
For the world, for their souls
This life isn’t mine anymore
These houses, these people
The hating, the sickness 
Get me out
Get me out of here
Why should I rejoice when they’re dying?
What am I still doing here?
Watching them sleep 
Dead, used, abused beings
Handicapped men and women
Get me out
Get me out of here 
It’s hard being alone
When you know where you belong
When a heart’s been broken
So many times over
The pieces come apart
Turn to dust
Parts of me forever lost 
You get older
The game gets serious 
More pleasure, more choices 
You do what you want
Take what you can get 
Please your mind, body
Attempt to mend your heart again
But time takes its toll, the organ numbs
Parts of you forever lost 
Embrace their illness 
Believe in your presence 
Making their lives better
Enfold the pain, befriend the sorrow
Kiss the tears, love the disease 
It feeds on your fears
Shed your needs, seek to please 
Unmask the side you only show the mirror 
Don’t close the door to your desires
Unveil the fantasies you crave to try 
Be patient with the beloved 
We are at war with life 
Parts of us forever lost 
A.M
Friday, August 6, 2010
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