Look in my eyes
A vacant view
Hopefully you will recognize
I have lost sight of truth
In the midst of woe
Lost divinity from my time with you
Now I am on the run and go
Leaving behind my sense of wonder
This plight freezes me and strikes a blow
I cannot help but feel this blunder
Cloak my humanity
And pull me under
Stuck with scarce vanity
In a fastened state
Clinging to my sanity
I know if I wait
My conscience will reap
What is left of my solemn face
A beauty I will meet
And she will surely see
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 12:19 PM UTC
Look in my eyes
A vacant view
Hopefully you will recognize
I have lost sight of truth
In the midst of woe
Lost divinity from my time with you
Now I am on the run and go
Leaving behind my sense of wonder
This plight freezes me and strikes a blow
I cannot help but feel this blunder
Cloak my humanity
And pull me under
Stuck with scarce vanity
In a fastened state
Clinging to my sanity
I know if I wait
My conscience will reap
What is left of my solemn face
A beauty I will meet
And she will surely see
