nothing, means everything.

[sionofangels]

i wish I had the money
all of it in the world

i wish i could buy you
and all the happiness

dreaming of a better place
is my vacation from it all

once there was a place
and it grew a soul
it was crushed by a life
one that resembled a hole.

take back reality
and give me naivete

etched in the grain
of a wooden box
is the ingredients
to a life worth living

i've shoved all this down
far into my bowels
consuming this "reality"
fostering this bliss

but now i have to say
what a joy it is
to pull needles from veins
and broken glass from my wrists

i wouldn't have noticed
if it weren't for you
that day you shattered my innocence
and led me astray

i could've done something
and been someone
before reality stepped in the way
and stripped me down

now you've got a child
a naked and raw thing

now the rain is falling
and it makes invisible channels
all over my skin,
which reflects the "in"

those old yellow tracks
they appear again
nothing has healed them

not even denial (which usually works)

my hand is there
it wants to be clasped
pulled free of life

this is a dirt
that will never come off.