original posting: 12 Feb 2007
It is amazing what can change one's perspective
It is as if one day you are looking through rose colored glasses, or maybe green or blue
The next, everything is washed in black, burnt in the fires of rage
Where once there was so much hope, now is only the remains of a shattered dream
Behind the smile, I feel nothing. I reached out to touch, returned with venom
The pain of caring, so much less a reward than that hollow, a gift from the void
Why would you point the finger? Your hands have long been stained with blood
Is it really the light that blinds? A curse then, to walk an eternal sun
Judge me? Please. Your words are as the water in a river, passing over a rock
Love me? Really. Better to ask for blood from a frozen stone
Want me? Sure. I would sooner desire my own damnation
Need me? Why. Stay alone as I find comfort in the walls around my heart
I did try with you. You betray those who wish i would
I did love you. You betray those who chance i could
I did trust you. You betray those who need the truth of my calm
I did embrace you. You betray those who need my defense
Spare me the tears and the lament, "I wish I could find..."
Spare me the litany, "Why can't I just..." or the chorus, "Will I ever..."
When you realize what you have been missing all this time, right in front of you
When you glimpse the unthinkable and desire that true passion, loyalty and love
Spare me your curses, your frail hope and desperate attempts to hold the ghost
I will be dead when you get there. Behind the smile... there is nothing.
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