Feb 07, 2005 18:47
I keep trying to flee from these
tangles and cages of this lifetime
but the faster I run
the quicker they catch me
and suck me back into reality.
This mask I wear keeps taking
over me
gluing onto me
i pull it off so I can come out of the transe
I walk up to this world with
fears and questions
finding myself swimming in the pleasure
of hiding behind my mask again.
I'm scared
I'm tired
I'm stressed
and I love it
i love the sensations
but with every good comes a bad.
I step higher and higher
on the stairs to my soul.
I fall into the holes and want to
lay down forever.
No worries of getting back up.
Decision walks 2 miles in front of me
while conscience slacks off behind me.
This life is a black hole
I need more light
this world needs more light
I put out
and put out
Life acts as a vacuum
it's gone.
I cherish these memories in the scrapbook
of MY world
but they tear them out.
I need to fill it again
and again
even with the knowledge it does no good
and yet no harm.
i don't hate but dislike with the passion
that it will get easier
it does and I move on
with more maturity than I can swallow
and it leaks over the cup
spilling onto the floor of my heart
and my mind.
I wake up to the sunlight in my eyes
filling the empty room.
I walk down the path
and see society moving in slow motion
It's a real picture perfect.
My parents are at the end of
the road with open arms.
I run to them
wanting to be held
Knowing they will hold me
I want to hold onto the past
and stay stuck in that picture
But as I approach them
the fire of truth and confusion catch me again.
I'm a puppet with out a puppet master.
I look back and remember
those moments I felt alone.
I couldn't run to anyone
fighting the battle against myself.
THEIR HANDS WERE ON ME
being told I had no morals
But the tunnel got brighter
my mind was cleared
this time
the clock repeats itself
speeding up and slowing down
I can't figure out the patterns
but from my experiences
I know it will be alright
It always will be...
Yay! So I wrote that today in English. Do you like? Tell me if I should change anything. or if you even understand it.
Love,
corinne