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Bleeding inside Like a clock, each tick A silent sob, converted to noise Noise that isn’t sound Isn’t important All it is Is relief from the silence. We want to be loved We want to be found. Each of us, alone as we are, Unique, longing to be the same, Longing to be together. We love each other, Give all we have away Fall in love with everything We lay our desperate eyes on -- The hills, the sky, the sea We forget the spin of the earth And the scythe of the end And the burning words has been For a little while Consumed in the beauty Of a soft summer evening Glowing in the palace of memory, Locked away for safekeeping. We are misers of happiness We bargain for empty joy All we are, fleeting Hollow. Echoing in the winds of time, Singing and laughing Silently. We are unique. We want to fit in. To be inside, to be known. And so we act like we are. Like everything’s okay. Like a little girl dresses up like a princess, Because that’s what she wants to be. And for a little while, we’re happy. But then we have to grow up, Then we have to change, and find Something different. But we want something that lasts Through the years Through the centuries and eons, Because our immortal souls Long for the solid horizon Of this storm-tossed sea. What keeps you here? Why do you keep treading water, Keep looking around, Like a ship will come soaring out of the fog To rescue you? Do you want to be rescued? Or is the silence of the summer day Locked away inside you Good enough? Are you good enough? Is that all you want to be? I want to be known. Knowing is not enough anymore Anyone can know something, can look in. I want to be inside Accepted, held To know what I’ve never known To walk along a glassy shore With one who loves me. To be forgiven, always and completely Forgiven what I am. But I don’t know how to say it It feels heavy and immaterial Like the silence in between the words When the words don’t say anything But suddenly they have meaning. Between the moments you’re Totally immersed in the living world With all those people Suddenly you stop Suddenly you’re alive You breathe And see You’re not alone.
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 10:20 AM UTC
The Sea of Glass
Bleeding inside Like a clock, each tick A silent sob, converted to noise Noise that isn’t sound Isn’t important All it is Is relief from the silence. We want to be loved We want to be found. Each of us, alone as we are, Unique, longing to be the same, Longing to be together. We love each other, Give all we have away Fall in love with everything We lay our desperate eyes on -- The hills, the sky, the sea We forget the spin of the earth And the scythe of the end And the burning words has been For a little while Consumed in the beauty Of a soft summer evening Glowing in the palace of memory, Locked away for safekeeping. We are misers of happiness We bargain for empty joy All we are, fleeting Hollow. Echoing in the winds of time, Singing and laughing Silently. We are unique. We want to fit in. To be inside, to be known. And so we act like we are. Like everything’s okay. Like a little girl dresses up like a princess, Because that’s what she wants to be. And for a little while, we’re happy. But then we have to grow up, Then we have to change, and find Something different. But we want something that lasts Through the years Through the centuries and eons, Because our immortal souls Long for the solid horizon Of this storm-tossed sea. What keeps you here? Why do you keep treading water, Keep looking around, Like a ship will come soaring out of the fog To rescue you? Do you want to be rescued? Or is the silence of the summer day Locked away inside you Good enough? Are you good enough? Is that all you want to be? I want to be known. Knowing is not enough anymore Anyone can know something, can look in. I want to be inside Accepted, held To know what I’ve never known To walk along a glassy shore With one who loves me. To be forgiven, always and completely Forgiven what I am. But I don’t know how to say it It feels heavy and immaterial Like the silence in between the words When the words don’t say anything But suddenly they have meaning. Between the moments you’re Totally immersed in the living world With all those people Suddenly you stop Suddenly you’re alive You breathe And see You’re not alone.
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olivia-mercado
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 10:20 AM UTC
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