finding fortitude
i sit here at yet another night
times were great and laughter spit forth
but the remnants of pain remain
and i sit quietly inside my head
praise and gloss leave a shine on me
my forehead wrinkles with smiles
but i sit here in my own denial
pain and suffering create the cynical me
a puzzle to solve with an ending changing
variables, variables, parameters and lack of rhythym
if i could beat myself to the punch
i dont know if i'd feel it in the mourning
but the sun rises and i squint
so continue i shall with a tiny hint
release these thoughts and let them go
these days of pain will always flow
drowning in moods and endless grime
who'd of thought fenching was mine
i finagle a strike to slay the beast
but the beast does bite back with all intensive purpose
bloodletting froth spat upon
and i sit here quietly with a frown on
i'd like to let go of these moments strand me
binding a tying i pity thee
but myself is thee and i adhere
to the constant battles of my own ear.
i wish i cared less and could let it go but i think i know whats right and wrong and now its my own. i care too much to let go quietly, yet inside my own head i whisper thoughts to myself when no one catches my glimpes, because my honestly protrudes and extrudes from my own crevices which i cannot deny. my eyes i hold to my own soul direct, this look i give is a direct effect. a mask and a shell one in the same - a head and body disconnected in words, the same in wearing flesh I am the beast, at least i know this is just me. i find it difficult to express in words though dance I may, this struggle of mine may is but my own wrinkle in time. no one may understand the true propensity i find inside myself, die i may just to try and share, a few good people with this to care. let go again and subside at night, this fight continues just another night.
i loved her so(trista) and that it was. wishing and wanting her to be doved. release the wings that you keep so tied, i know you've lied they were tied all along. stuck to your back with no one to release, the knot tied perfectly but you liked it that way.
double meanings and empty words, its confusing i know but whats being heard, its lost in the moment i grant you this, things of these are just the sting.
i want to let go so i can move faster, let go of this bastard and i can go free. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah one more blah
gaoshh.
times were great and laughter spit forth
but the remnants of pain remain
and i sit quietly inside my head
praise and gloss leave a shine on me
my forehead wrinkles with smiles
but i sit here in my own denial
pain and suffering create the cynical me
a puzzle to solve with an ending changing
variables, variables, parameters and lack of rhythym
if i could beat myself to the punch
i dont know if i'd feel it in the mourning
but the sun rises and i squint
so continue i shall with a tiny hint
release these thoughts and let them go
these days of pain will always flow
drowning in moods and endless grime
who'd of thought fenching was mine
i finagle a strike to slay the beast
but the beast does bite back with all intensive purpose
bloodletting froth spat upon
and i sit here quietly with a frown on
i'd like to let go of these moments strand me
binding a tying i pity thee
but myself is thee and i adhere
to the constant battles of my own ear.
i wish i cared less and could let it go but i think i know whats right and wrong and now its my own. i care too much to let go quietly, yet inside my own head i whisper thoughts to myself when no one catches my glimpes, because my honestly protrudes and extrudes from my own crevices which i cannot deny. my eyes i hold to my own soul direct, this look i give is a direct effect. a mask and a shell one in the same - a head and body disconnected in words, the same in wearing flesh I am the beast, at least i know this is just me. i find it difficult to express in words though dance I may, this struggle of mine may is but my own wrinkle in time. no one may understand the true propensity i find inside myself, die i may just to try and share, a few good people with this to care. let go again and subside at night, this fight continues just another night.
i loved her so(trista) and that it was. wishing and wanting her to be doved. release the wings that you keep so tied, i know you've lied they were tied all along. stuck to your back with no one to release, the knot tied perfectly but you liked it that way.
double meanings and empty words, its confusing i know but whats being heard, its lost in the moment i grant you this, things of these are just the sting.
i want to let go so i can move faster, let go of this bastard and i can go free. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah one more blah
gaoshh.