My mind is sick and twisted
Hard to distinguish fact from fiction
Always acting on impulses rather than analysis
Think I exposed myself, now my heart is in paralysis
Constantly making decisions based upon false intuition
But founded on emotions, fucking up my intention
My heart is either on my sleeve or locked away in a chamber
I think it's guarded by my residing anger
I realize I should let the past remain dead
But how? When it lives inside of my head
Recent epiphany, that darkness has been a friend to me
Still, the complexity remains my enemy
Misunderstood, but maybe it's not for the world to see
It makes sense to me, I imagine that's how it's supposed to be
Seeming truths, which are distorted by dreams
Knowing my reality is crazier than it seems
It's been contained but hasn't been addressed
Deep inside it's left me burdened and distressed
Controlled by masochism, the pain is a familiar place
The love that pretends to keep you then vanishes without a trace
Lingering thoughts of a world that doesn't exist
Compulsory dialogue of a moment that was missed
A sick and twisted mind derived from situations
Too much animosity, too many sad occasions
Destructive decisions inflicted eternal consequences
Misplaced aggressive behavior due to lack of logical inferences
You'd never fathom my reasons or rationality
Lethal injections of my sick and twisted mentality
Love is complicated Love is rare Love can not be compensated Love is a dare Shallow as an ocean Blue as the sky Easily put into motion Difficult to let die
Love Pain and Rain
Wednesday, May 18, 2016
Monday, May 16, 2016
Frantically Consumed
Emerging from depths of pain and despair
A beacon of light is waiting for you there
Hope shall not fail, for this too shall pass
An arrow of love shatters your world, just like glass
Frantically consumed by the noise that's inside
Still searching for silence, and a place you can hide
Lethargic memories trap you in a place of familiarity
Still where you stand there's a lack of similarity
Seeking hard truths that were buried in snow
Wondering if the sun would allow you to know
Falling like leaves or water from the sky
A thought trapped in a tear drop, waiting to die
A beacon of light is waiting for you there
Hope shall not fail, for this too shall pass
An arrow of love shatters your world, just like glass
Frantically consumed by the noise that's inside
Still searching for silence, and a place you can hide
Lethargic memories trap you in a place of familiarity
Still where you stand there's a lack of similarity
Seeking hard truths that were buried in snow
Wondering if the sun would allow you to know
Falling like leaves or water from the sky
A thought trapped in a tear drop, waiting to die
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