healing is an
unknown path while
retracing your steps
to find out where you fell
and so you say im
crazy
another stone
in the sidewalk
of the glass
i walk on
and the stars
i wake to
am i just another wannabe
or am i your obsession
fizzle fizzle
pop pop
i always wondered why
my tears never made
a carbonated sound
as the sugar
pours down my cheeks
in the most silent fashion
just another day at the factory
breathe in breathe out
deep breath now
push
me around
its been done
broken
used
abused
torn
pain
grips through my side
as i start to shake
i realize
the bass has only begun
and soon enough
the mics gonna be rockin
and screaming
will no longer be a foreign sound
as i
scream
from the inside
where no one can hear
and no one can know
the pain i hold
as the bricks fall again
but i just wish
my tears were carbonated
peace.
an unwritten word
a feeling unknown
left to the imagination
while false hopes
and drifting dreams
of what we think is real
when all it is
is a bleak nothingness
as we are left
blinded
seeing with our hearts
like blurry eyes
to deal with it
and try to find
peace.
and when we find it
it'll be there in front of us
and the one we overlook
for true
peace
is a thief in the night.
i stare
with tearstained eyes
at memories lost
to love's sweet death
fallen into it's beckoning
taken away from crystalline reality
and put into a sugarcoated bubble
left alone as love lingers
playing music into their ears
then catching them as prey
until finally
the bubble is broken
and reality isn't so crystalline anymore
it's more like a harsh burn
on the precious heart
and the sugarcoating dissolves
leaving nothing but a bad aftertaste
and a sting of pain on the bearer
as love's sweet death
rips out a part of your soul
never to be returned
yet never to be forgotten
and always
without fail
you wish for love to grasp its hold on you once again
for the sole purpose
of being able to look back on its memories
with tearstained eyes
and a heavy heart
for even though love wounds,
you never want to let it go.
