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This moment here is dead
This moment here is dead and I’m not ready to awaken
This world gave me a fright and know that I am truly shaken
But I wallow in this mud and I grasp it with my hands
As my soul falls with a thud into the clutches of a man
And so I’m lost, forever lost, for I am in love and so besotted
This man supposed to help but does not know and I am hopeless
Does he even know my name? I wish to clutch him to my matter
For my dreams have run away and my little heart is shattered
This moment is dead and so am I, yes so am I
And this pain inside my head drains my life every time
Would a drink be so soothing, or a drop of ecstasy?
But you won’t let me have my moment, you won’t let my lungs just breathe
I will crawl here in this mud and cry and cry until I have my leave
Because this world is so futile that even demons take time to grieve
It’s neither dark, no neither light, just fuck my heart, you always do
Then give it back to me, so broken I forget I had a clue
But to know this moment here is dead and I am dead too
Fuck my pussy, I might remember, but not enough to soothe
This tortured spirit that I have lost and my key is off the chain
And he stayed enough to fuck my mind, but not to make me sane
There are flowers in this garden but they’re choked by every weed
And each time you plant a new one it strangles every seed
Just take me home, take me home, this is too much for me to bear
I can’t find the answers God and I’ve fucking looked everywhere
Every question has its limits and the truth is never here
The nomad has no home and the human has no hope
Drag me through those thorny bushes, it’s what you want to do
And as blood seeps through these rags know I owe it all to you
I’d take a pen to paper, or a hammer to these bones
Just to kill this fucking matter so I don’t feel so alone
Fuck my heart, no fuck my pussy, fuck them both I don’t fucking care
Because I can’t find the answers my love and I’ve fucking looked everywhere
This is more than I can take, this moment here is dead
And every mortal’s just faking, I don’t remember a word you said
This is more than I can take, I retire to this bed
Yes this moment here is already gone, this moment here is dead
This world gave me a fright and know that I am truly shaken
But I wallow in this mud and I grasp it with my hands
As my soul falls with a thud into the clutches of a man
And so I’m lost, forever lost, for I am in love and so besotted
This man supposed to help but does not know and I am hopeless
Does he even know my name? I wish to clutch him to my matter
For my dreams have run away and my little heart is shattered
This moment is dead and so am I, yes so am I
And this pain inside my head drains my life every time
Would a drink be so soothing, or a drop of ecstasy?
But you won’t let me have my moment, you won’t let my lungs just breathe
I will crawl here in this mud and cry and cry until I have my leave
Because this world is so futile that even demons take time to grieve
It’s neither dark, no neither light, just fuck my heart, you always do
Then give it back to me, so broken I forget I had a clue
But to know this moment here is dead and I am dead too
Fuck my pussy, I might remember, but not enough to soothe
This tortured spirit that I have lost and my key is off the chain
And he stayed enough to fuck my mind, but not to make me sane
There are flowers in this garden but they’re choked by every weed
And each time you plant a new one it strangles every seed
Just take me home, take me home, this is too much for me to bear
I can’t find the answers God and I’ve fucking looked everywhere
Every question has its limits and the truth is never here
The nomad has no home and the human has no hope
Drag me through those thorny bushes, it’s what you want to do
And as blood seeps through these rags know I owe it all to you
I’d take a pen to paper, or a hammer to these bones
Just to kill this fucking matter so I don’t feel so alone
Fuck my heart, no fuck my pussy, fuck them both I don’t fucking care
Because I can’t find the answers my love and I’ve fucking looked everywhere
This is more than I can take, this moment here is dead
And every mortal’s just faking, I don’t remember a word you said
This is more than I can take, I retire to this bed
Yes this moment here is already gone, this moment here is dead
Published 16th Feb 2012
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16th Feb 2012 10:20am
If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write something worth reading or do things worth writing. Just as... Great thought and heart felt. Kudos my friend
