Oct 09, 2007 17:17
i can't believe it, but it's there, it's surrounding sensationally sucking our souls from existence. But, it's breathing, just like us. And breeding just because, and feeling nothing at all.
and what are these fear stricken feelings falsely posing as a preposterous future. File up, people flying in planes falling, they pose as friends while they can't stop dividing becoming devils delving into hiding. We look into the eyes of demons breathing fire, we look into the hearts of our loves drinking water, laced with chemicals, killing children crying, holding hearts still beating, while bleeding, i don't think they'll last through the night.
In ourselves, we're in cells, holding candles lighting hollows helping death come sooner. But fighting as we fight, as we die we will try and take flight, while you stand alone just holding on to outlast this fright.
But not me, i sit here, i waver. I hold my breath and you caress the trigger. Sqeeze good and tight but don't show as you shiver, as splinters of shavings become surrogate killers just disintegrating the situation. And i outlast, brain matter melting, body will be wasting, half of me twitching while i should be bitching. You may have me trapped, but i'm being set free, while my being rests waiting to be something worth saving.
So you think you're free, just wait, you'll see, your eyes will never open. And i'm just going to be...