Millennium

I guess it's been a while,
Almost over an age.
Yet I've only walked one mile,
I've only walked one stage.
How hard can it be
To put words in a line?
The only obstruction I see,
Are the thoughts I call mine.
There's too many, too few.
They're too dark and too light.
About me, about you.
Every day and every night.
My glass is overflowing,
With things I don't need.
I guess it won't hurt knowing,
How to make myself bleed.
I guess it's getting late,
But I'm not tired. Just cold.
I can't escape my fate,
Or so I'm told.
I could keep waiting.
I could forget to care.
There's no use debating,
The answer's already there.
What is it that brings me down?
Why do I fall so hard for him?
There must be a curse on this town.
It will tear me limb from limb.
My eyes are lead,
My mind continues to thrive.
My life is dead.
The decay is alive.
I cease to exist
Because I refuse to resist.
My mind starts to twist,
Nothing was missed.
I'm drowning in this throbbing.
I try to come up for air,
Despite my consistent bobbing,
It's never really there.
Cross my heart,
Hope to die,
Tear me apart,
Whisper a lie.
A ringing in my ears,
On the tip of my tongue.
I curse all these years,
For keeping me young.
I set a trap for my mind.
It was too strong.
The pieces will be hard to find.
Good god it's been too long.