Dec 07, 2004 17:03
Call forth unto a discriminant existence.
Beckon me and give me what i ask for.
Redeem the wrong, remake me somewhere i can belong.
Let me fight but stretch your finger into the dark,
point me forward, and i will follow blindly.
Trigger my motives and i will worship you ardently.
But you will never let me see you.
I am the forgotten son, the one you wished was never born.
I am so lost i can barely take it anymore,
I am so broken the pieces can't be mended.
I am failing at everything important to me.
I make no progress with my priorities.
Beyond help, beyond reason,
Shattered thoughts and ill-met feelings...
While everyone is waking around me in a well lit and warm home,
i am sleeping in shed with no roof.
I was left along time ago, theres no hope of me catching up.
I used to be able to see them, trudging along in the distance, but they vanished now.
So i will weep in solitude still running in hopes of finding something new.
It could be solved so simply, and i want it so bad, but i have not enough courage nor enough pity to do what should be done...
And you will find me alongside the grave that reads a familiar name. My back turned waiting for the sound of flesh tearing from my bones.