once upon a time a girlósearching the stars and a manóraking the earth
in air she traced a simple key in soil he planted stones † there was no lock and how were stones to grow? † but with fire and water they breathed magic into life † he plucked a muddy girl from the grit she took that key unlocked his star-dust heart † when blue met blue they reaped their how to be happy
Can anyone hear me? Hear my cries? Will anyone question how or when I died inside? Does anybody care where I am? What i've seen Or Where I've been? Or perhaps the chaos I've created with my sins? Can everyone see my internal struggle? My worries and fears? Is forgiveness a word worthy of believing? Am I? Is anyone listening to life's harsh cries?
I hide in plain site just out of view, I let you see parts of me that are perfect in you, Never do I blink I know all to well the pain, Stumbling from my view to speak of me in vain? I'm...
Do you ever get lonely I get lonely too Do you ever feel blue † Bet I feel bluer than you † Do you ever get scared at night † Because you wake up from fright † No one there to cuddle next to † To feel safe † Does your heart ever ache † Because you're alone
We both didn't care That the house was haunted Old Memories scare The Daylights out of me More than any Supernatural being
But your silhouette I find is still stalking me Behind that willow tree...
Coiled around the branches That snake still hissing threats Contorting your words into a weapon But I don't trust the venom he spits I still find beauty in the darkness Where our dreams use to sit The Shadows casting a play on the stem I hesitate to watch until the end
I viewed your garden Your heavy boughs became My burden I breached walls To reach your blossom When no gate Was left †open I feasted on the windfall Of your ripe fruit ...fallen On the sun scorched lawn Of my trespass I lay broken. I was the boy with pockets Bulging with stolen fruit In an empty orchard.
Warm red blood pumping through every vein Deaths bittersweet kiss will undoubtedly arrive In that moment nothing and everything will be the same For a while itíll be so painful to be alive Misery loves company thatís the price youíll pay The darkness will devour you You can cheat death for a while but one way or another youíll eventually succumb to oblivion Thatís everyoneís fate
An emotional destruction so invisible, but strong enough to imprint itself into the vulnerability of the weakened soul. Like a frozen tree stripped bare of her leaves, leaving its perfected image displayed in the weathered dirt. That human condition of yours, you proudly infect, destroyed that image with thoughtless destruction, because you've already let your prey fall into the dead fall of the leaves and the spark of a spirit once living in a glimmer called life. It's of no concern to you though. Why would it be? What you see as prey has always been fed by your Takers...