Carry the silence from the thud Fight for feeling, drain the blood Hear the beating, watch it run Life is fleeting, melted numb What do I have but a crumb? Sitting on the edge of my lung What can I say? Itís all a cliche Of chewed up spit out scattered brains
Poetry hides deep within me Buried in my heart Lost deep in my thoughts Poetry Hides in my words that no one seems to grasp
Poetry hides underneath my make-up Behind my fake smile and synthetic words that tend to slip out every now and then Poetry hides in the un blossomed rose And in the thorns that dare you to pick it
Poetry Hides in the unanswered questions- to lazy to ask And unsaid words- to unpredictable to say Poetry is drowned out to the sound of my laughter Poetry comes out with the tears And poetry screams 'HERE I AM!' when...