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May 22, 2005 01:34

I am a figure too hard to sketch
I'm the last train that you just couldnt catch
I'm the sad reminder of lost memories ablaze,
fishing across rivers in a perpetual state of bliss
I, the demagogue for the morose and unaccomplished
I, the man with the plan, sticky obstacles beneath my soiled sneakers
I am more than I could be in a breakdown of nervosa
My eyes are bigger than my stomach with teeth too rotted to swallow the falsities in negativity
and
Its a shame that I can't chew what you spit when there is a language barrier
and
you lack the comprehension of my "I Ams"
and
I cannot understand the "You Cants"
because
I am triumph
and
sweet victory.
Yes, thats my name in stone
My picture in the dictionary under BrokenCrown
and I wear my frown confidently because there is no sadness like my sadness
because Im not sad at all
And I could never start what I cannot finish
and
I dont finish what I start because I cannot say goodbye
and its the reason Ill live forever and never die
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