In my veiny skeletal hands, is a war
One which I did not start
Just a innocent bystander
Watching my solid foundation turn into powder
Reeled in involuntarily
Siding with one party
Making an enemy of myself to the other party
A war which wasn't mine
A war I was not shielded from
A war that ended long ago
In my mind the war is still alive
I know not why I carry it with me
Like the scars on the flesh that covers my carpus
The scars in my mind run deep
They will never fade
In my frail heart therein lies memories
Of a past ought to be forgotten
The memories I cling to
To fuel my hatred
Like pouring diesel into a burning fire
Sustaining this fury that burns inside of me
Lugging resentment like that massive suitcase too big for you to carry
Forever the oversensitive one
These overwhelming emotions are taking over
From here on now rationality has been lost
This war will be my demise
Bitterness in an incurable sickness
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 9:48 AM UTC
In my veiny skeletal hands, is a war
One which I did not start
Just a innocent bystander
Watching my solid foundation turn into powder
Reeled in involuntarily
Siding with one party
Making an enemy of myself to the other party
A war which wasn't mine
A war I was not shielded from
A war that ended long ago
In my mind the war is still alive
I know not why I carry it with me
Like the scars on the flesh that covers my carpus
The scars in my mind run deep
They will never fade
In my frail heart therein lies memories
Of a past ought to be forgotten
The memories I cling to
To fuel my hatred
Like pouring diesel into a burning fire
Sustaining this fury that burns inside of me
Lugging resentment like that massive suitcase too big for you to carry
Forever the oversensitive one
These overwhelming emotions are taking over
From here on now rationality has been lost
This war will be my demise
Bitterness in an incurable sickness
