That one missed note in symphony
flies away unheard, ignored
and if recognized cursed, abused
Just for speaking the mind out.
Winds bring far stronger messages
than the electronic media
stroking the hearts and
body writhes in pain
The phoenix is in a catatonic sleep.
Only ashes rise to higher plane.
Lights of hope are switched on
and Off the word hope loses
its meaning inside the
of the ones ignored, tainted, maimed
cower away behind the impregnable
walls built by the world and the doors
built by them is sealed again.
Hiding away the pains
which linger on and on everyday
walking away into themselves
never shall they accept or approach
the sweet hand of love again
being betrayed in vain
walking away beyond the horizons
leaving everything behind
some finding solace in death
and others wandering lonely
and alone unloved, disconnected
broken paralyzed floating as fragile bubbles
only to be broken into thousand droplets of water
evaporating into the world of outcasts.
I don't know what's up with me at all.
But I've always wanted to see the world.
I want an adventure unparalleled
filled with beauty and excitement untold.
It's not reality, only imagination unreal.
But before the end is near I want my curiosities to heal.
Revive my interest and turn the dream into reality
before my heart stops beating steadily.
Let's go and see something awesome,
let's go and do something amazing.
We should see what the world has to offer.
Break from the turgid schedule so boring
and live for the spontaneity before you're in the coffer.
I know what I'm going to do soon.
My priorities are reassessed, I care not for safety.
I just want to get up and go, I'm absolutely ready.
No one will hold me back, I'll cut completely free.
Perhaps, this way, I'd become quite lonely.
But, what price is too high for that of true freedom.
Therefore, I care not for being so lonesome.
If I must pay the price for this level of freedom...
Well, I suppose that's just how I enjoy my poison.
I want to go and do something, somewhere...
It doesn't matter what, it doesn't matter where...
But it matters to me.
Let's go and be free.
you will always feel
like a phantom limb
the way you cut yourself
out of my life
left me feeling like
you're still there
and that everything was
but its painful
it hurts to think that you're
still here, still a part
of me but in reality
you never were you
never let yourself to be
i used to think that
you were home
because with you its the
safest i can ever feel
but now i guess i
never knew what
home was in the first place
i crave the feeling of how
you complete me
of how your fingers fit
perfectly in my hands
of how happiness felt
when you're right beside me
you're just a phantom limb
you'll always be a phantom limb