No longer willing to remain quiet
Or quell this every growing roit
Deep down this foundation
Crumbling beneath the frustration
Those whom consume my sanity
Constantly burying me in their vanity
Draining every ounce of feeling
Yet I’m still there and willing
My words are welcomed in
But lost again and again
Then looking straight through
Like a distant memory they once knew
This very fate I’ve met
I’ll just forgive and forget
Re:Written
You’ve fallen into such despair
A soul damaged past repair
No words have passed your lips
Only riddles on your fingertips
Eyes like an undefined maze
Fearing any welcoming gaze
Distorted voices disassemble
Making your brain tremble
Unrequited love that will haunt
Anguishing in the very want
From things you have seen
Unknown to eyes so green
Running so far away
No where else to go, no where to stay
You’ve drowned in your sadness
Given into your madness…
I watched you suffer for me
Won’t you hear my plea
I cannot cry another tear
I just want you near
As I look to the skies above
Wanting to confess my love
Because, no matter what
This feeling deep in my gut
Will keep me with you here
Until we are forgotten and disappear
Who am I?
I am the mouth
A voice yearning to be heard
I am the eyes
I’ve seen, but haven’t been seen
I am the ears
That wills to sit and listen
I am the hand
Offered to catch the fallen
I am the mind
Craving the attention of knowledge
I am the heart
Beating but broken
I am the tears
Happiness and saddness that leaks
I am the soul
One that seeks resonance of another
I am the human
Speaking, listening, hearing, feeling… living
Soaring high above
This deep blue sky I love
Flying through the clouds
Like white cotton shrouds
With someone whom I trust
As we race through the gust
The smiles and laughs we share
Seems we’ve nothing to despair
But, as an ominous wind blows
A terrible beast arose
Sweeping away what I hold most dear
I shed not but a tear
Not a second can I afford
So upon this sword,
I swore…
She’s what I’m fighting for
In commemoration to The Legend of Zelda Skyward Sword.
We’re all blank canvases
An artistic vision in the making
Why live in shades of gray?
Such is monochromaticism
Be more perceptive
Innovate for days to come
Because life well lived
Is a beautifully illustrated masterpiece
Closed eyes pray
To slumber and drift away
For even a second
These dreams you beckon
Are your past recollection
Starring back in reflection
Whose starring back at you?
Familiar or someone new?
You’re a stranger to yourself
Someone else’s book on the shelf
Struggle to fight
Just for the right
To exist…
And truely be missed
A countdown clock lingers
Not a second to waste
As the arms punish
The pain intensifies
With each lost breath
Something has to compensate
This ever growing fear
Shrouding what should be so clear
But voices are doomed to whispers
Echoing in the evening wind
Like the night hidden by day
It shouldn’t be this way
That echo that’s yearning,
Yearning to be noticed
By someone, somewhere
Soon, very soon
Is yours, truely…
I just want to feel something new
Something to reciprocate this emptiness
Like the shadows that creep around me
When can I be set free?
The deceit and neglect are worn like scars
I’ve seen it so many times
It’s like filling in these lines
I just wish you’d wake up and see
See me for who I am
See this world again
In a whole new light
Without this shadow cast
Maybe it’s for the best
If you leave out the rest
For reasons we can’t explain
Everyone has grown so blind
Does it seem so wrong
That we just can’t get along?
I see the tears you wear
But does anyone really care?
But you don’t have to drown this way
My darling, I wish you’d wake up and see
See me for who I am
See this world again
In new a whole new light
Without this shadow cast
Maybe it’s for the best
If you leave out the rest
Mabye it’s for the best
If we leave out the rest
A feeling left empty
As fragmented pieces
Are cascading about
Somewhere out there
One is mine…
One is yours…
Are you seeking?
Am I to be found?
Those cruel arms
That tick away the seconds
Seconds most precious
Deciding whether we can be…
Or we can’t be…
It’s a decision made
Or lost to what could have been
You may not know it…
And neither may I…
But fragments are always part
Of something much larger
With a little time
They always fit together
We all have these demons we’re fighting
Clawing, ripping, and bitting
Paralyzed by torture and plague
Day after day we plead and beg
Praying for sweet sincerity
Yet, fall into solidarity
Broken, beaten, and scared
An internal conflict left impaired
We create that which we fear
Clouding what should be so clear
These sins that bar our path
Forcing us to face torments’ wrath
Maybe it hurts to move
But we’ve all something to prove
Maybe it seems implausible
But nothing, nothing is impossible
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