(no subject)
beats from my heart resonationg in my head
the silence falling over
stilling the room around me..
i try focusing my eyes in the dark to bring your face to mind
but the light just fades black
the beating stops...
we used to spend time together
thinking it was the best thing to ever come
the sun was so warm
your smile brightening the sky
the clouds rolling through the blue sea,
never ceasing to exsist...
but things come to an end for hopeless lies
false feelings and nonexistant cares
plastic feelings never really taking life in the world
and...the beating stopped
i never quite knew who you really were
you were so enigmatic to my eyes
it was those things i never understood about you,
that really left its mark on me
thats what really couldnt bring me to let it go
i wish you had really told me about you
or at least let me in...
to view you through a looking glass of truth...
but the glass was shattered and there was nothing to help me
i ask so many times as to why you do this
i ask my self after every beat of my heart...
why...?
why do i feel so strongly without a motive..?
without...that knowledge of who you are...
who you were...
but...the beating stopped...
but that was the poison
that lethal dose of curiosity that tore me apart
just trying to figure you out
that's the death that creeped over my heart...
that robbed my soul...
you were the reason i wanted to live on..
the reason why i gave it all up...
now you understand a little about me
though i never got a thing from you
and that...
that's what lead to it all...lead to the pain
the heartache that great stress that pressed in my head
that burned into my mind those questions...
those god forsaken questions never to be answered
that go overlooked by all who dont search for the answers
as we know those who do seek truth...
rarely find what they dream for...
those are the things...
that make the beating stop....
L8er~
the silence falling over
stilling the room around me..
i try focusing my eyes in the dark to bring your face to mind
but the light just fades black
the beating stops...
we used to spend time together
thinking it was the best thing to ever come
the sun was so warm
your smile brightening the sky
the clouds rolling through the blue sea,
never ceasing to exsist...
but things come to an end for hopeless lies
false feelings and nonexistant cares
plastic feelings never really taking life in the world
and...the beating stopped
i never quite knew who you really were
you were so enigmatic to my eyes
it was those things i never understood about you,
that really left its mark on me
thats what really couldnt bring me to let it go
i wish you had really told me about you
or at least let me in...
to view you through a looking glass of truth...
but the glass was shattered and there was nothing to help me
i ask so many times as to why you do this
i ask my self after every beat of my heart...
why...?
why do i feel so strongly without a motive..?
without...that knowledge of who you are...
who you were...
but...the beating stopped...
but that was the poison
that lethal dose of curiosity that tore me apart
just trying to figure you out
that's the death that creeped over my heart...
that robbed my soul...
you were the reason i wanted to live on..
the reason why i gave it all up...
now you understand a little about me
though i never got a thing from you
and that...
that's what lead to it all...lead to the pain
the heartache that great stress that pressed in my head
that burned into my mind those questions...
those god forsaken questions never to be answered
that go overlooked by all who dont search for the answers
as we know those who do seek truth...
rarely find what they dream for...
those are the things...
that make the beating stop....
L8er~