Poetry

[velvetrazor]

equilibrium
there are fine lines between
where are you taking me?
so Far out of reach again.

I'm looking for a places to fit you
has this game become far to refined?
are you a relative minority?
Or something left from behind?

Here I have something for you
when your lost you can be such a tool
grasping at tentative door men
nothing but white walls and drool.

what do you want from me this time?
your already carved in my flesh
circling round
pulling me in
all thats innocent withers away.
and don't you spend every day dying
tomorrow just another day.
give me your hand
learn to forget
all thats innocent whithers away.

equilibrium
there are fine lines between
where is it that you are taking me?
so far out of reach again