Written On:07-30-03
The emptiness inside of me, lacks nothing but it all.
All is nothing to me but everything that's anything is unknown.
Everything inside of me is nothing but there.
Carve a shape into myself, a symbol worth a memory.
Stare at the wall in empty silence louder than a crack of thunder.
My thoughts drift into the air and never come back.
Thinking so little and knowing so much.
Feeling so strongly and so weakly you're hushed.
You pause in deep thought toward the things you can't touch.
Slowly kill reality cause it isn't good enough, but keep the smallest pieces as you cherrish them so much.
Steal my words and take my thoughts, and turn them all around.
Never once has there been a place where darkness wasn't found.
For the brightest place where the light may shine, there's sadness all around.
And the sadness comes from up above where the happiness is found.
Below the softest whisper and inside the joyful tear,
There's a tiny space of emptiness that fills itself with fear.