Feb 13, 2006 02:44
Chains of Expression
Pulse,
The driving nail and hammer
Effect,
A break in my concentration
These words,
Become a separate faction
The ink,
No longer sets me free
So I slit my tongue
To ease the swell
So that my heart might once more breathe
‘Cause my mind cannot strain
These memories from the core of me
Why speak words you won’t understand
Silently I’ll decide your fate
To wake from these chains of expression
And drain away my weeping scars.
Destroy my gift,
Cut it wet and deep
Drown away the
Things I lived for.
Break me
Take me
After all,
I’m yours…
Nothing else will hurt
Nothing else can bleed
If I make me empty,
I can make me free…
(If I make me empty,
I can make me free…)
Why speak words you won’t understand
Silently I’ll decide your fate
To wake from these chains of expression
And free myself from all you are
Shackled down
The world decays
I watch as colours fade to grey
Living on these burned out stars
Crying tears that cannot fall
Nothing else will hurt
Nothing else can bleed
If I make me empty,
I can make me free…
If I make me empty, can I make me free?
So hollow but so filled with life.