This time around I am not.
what i was back then.
for all of you that knew me
my madness was my test
i cannot tell you much has changed
but i can say now how far i will not go
into the dark of my mind
i choose to leave alone
my feelings once where strong.
now fading into a mist
of rain that doesnt nourish much
gracing the earth with its non existence
i cannot take this place.
the human race is dead.
they fall from trees like burning leaves,
never to blossom again.
**** you all for not trying
when all i do is mourn
not just for me but for everything
you will never know what its like to carry
the weight of it all.
and why would i want things to be different
it’s a fight that never ends
find myself in someones arms
their hollow little limbs.
wishing they could be more like me,
is something too strong to wish.
they ****** their uncertain ways
across my trampled body.
fine, go **** yourself.
or better yet some souless body.
because that will satisfy your thirst
will fill the void within,
I am sorry I could not cut it.
although i know i tried
somehow i didn’t see
this is all some game to you,
why the **** would I want to win.
for it is I who cannot fit
within these confines no one else sees
go find yourself, your victim,
to play mind games with.
i have all the cheats for life..
but it’s no fun when you’re the only one
no fun when no one can see
that life is one mold-able piece of clay
if you dont care then why should i
it seems to me that life is good, it’s grand, it’s great
but when no one see’s it as you do
it can feel pretty empty.
so once again a paradox of contradictions cloud my mind
time is running out and i no longer care.
despair is something i now welcome
why close the door on fear?
i will invite you in, please drink this sin
and be happy that we are here.
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
This time around I am not.
what i was back then.
for all of you that knew me
my madness was my test
i cannot tell you much has changed
but i can say now how far i will not go
into the dark of my mind
i choose to leave alone
my feelings once where strong.
now fading into a mist
of rain that doesnt nourish much
gracing the earth with its non existence
i cannot take this place.
the human race is dead.
they fall from trees like burning leaves,
never to blossom again.
**** you all for not trying
when all i do is mourn
not just for me but for everything
you will never know what its like to carry
the weight of it all.
and why would i want things to be different
it’s a fight that never ends
find myself in someones arms
their hollow little limbs.
wishing they could be more like me,
is something too strong to wish.
they ****** their uncertain ways
across my trampled body.
fine, go **** yourself.
or better yet some souless body.
because that will satisfy your thirst
will fill the void within,
I am sorry I could not cut it.
although i know i tried
somehow i didn’t see
this is all some game to you,
why the **** would I want to win.
for it is I who cannot fit
within these confines no one else sees
go find yourself, your victim,
to play mind games with.
i have all the cheats for life..
but it’s no fun when you’re the only one
no fun when no one can see
that life is one mold-able piece of clay
if you dont care then why should i
it seems to me that life is good, it’s grand, it’s great
but when no one see’s it as you do
it can feel pretty empty.
so once again a paradox of contradictions cloud my mind
time is running out and i no longer care.
despair is something i now welcome
why close the door on fear?
i will invite you in, please drink this sin
and be happy that we are here.
