Sep 13, 2006 00:32
I derive no pleasure in hurting you. But I wish you to realize that you keep hurting me. And I need to seek escape.
Ignore the voice in the back of your head
Though it speaks the words you long to hear
Smile the pain away from your heart
And maybe in time your soul will heal
To fight the world with one arm bare
Is to scream to the clouds that they fly too high
Leave these qualms
These problems, these woes
Leave yourself and soar above
To places abject to places unkempt
To winds uncertain
To forecasts unknown.
- K