Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Don’t look too far

If I begin to feel lighter,
hold me down,
and I’ll be yours forever more

God bless this mess I’m in,
for it’s time
to be rid of a certain sin

A cool breeze down my spine,
and if I’m really here,
then I feel fine

A freelance child,
you bring it all back
This world is eating me inside

Missing a degree of warmth;
a name without a face
I’m losing grip all the same

I sever the line that divides
I sever the feelings inside
I sever between you and me

I want to learn to fly
Bring the pain right back again
Is this all there is of me?

Hearts and minds find the time,
but in the end, there was no possible reason for anything

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