Damn these thoughts building up in minds
Unbound and dragged down into turmoil
I know nothing just like before
I am nothing without the Lord
Drilling into this life, gaining no depth
Stuck at a level that is to confusing to understand
There is no fuel to bother fixing this life
Change happens within, but nothing seems different
Gave all my heart, only small parts feel activated
Out of control, never had it to begin with
There must be no point to us going on
I'm trying to get through
Lost in you, in this, entertained by fools surrounding
Not sure if love lasts anymore
Existing in fables centuries old that every princess accepts
Damn! Get out of my head, penetrating my penial
Wishing there was an eraser
Keeping you here is my trouble
Unfortunate that I allow myself to loose all sensibility
No sure if any was around
Compression of each beat, too hard to breathe
Not seeing a point to this universe
Denying that it's about growth
Heart chokes... no voice to declare the truth
-D.Y.M. Original
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