Up on a stage for all to see
With your supporting actor, misery
No more masks at the end of the day
Exhausted by the roles you play
There's nothing left to do now
All your friends are gone somehow
In the dark when you're alone
An empty house with nobody home
Comes a tiny bird on silent wings
That sings the songs that sadness brings
In the light the shadows gleam
When there's nobody to hear you scream
No more people and their prying concerns
A cigarette lit and a candle burns
It feels different when the table has turned
Away from all the knowledge that you learned
Everything will be as it seems
In the quiet of your dreams
An annoying existence
With so much persistence
You pray for the end
Too much work for your soul to mend
In the dark when you're alone
An empty house with nobody home
Comes a tiny bird on silent wings
That sings the songs that sadness brings
In the light the shadows gleam
When there's nobody to hear you scream
Memories haunt your waking life
Longing for the silence of the night
To ease the waves of guilt and fear,
For darkness to hide your salty tears
From everybody but yourself
Under pressure your hopes will melt
An annoying existence
With so much persistence
You pray for the end
Too much work for your soul to mend
In the dark when you're alone
An empty house with nobody home
Comes a tiny bird on silent wings
That sings the songs that sadness brings
In the light the shadows gleam
When there's nobody to hear you scream
There's an image clothed in white
In the shadows of the night
No one to comfort, no one to fight
Hope in the morning that it's all right
Author notes
Truthfully I was only trying write down a line that I thought of when the rest of this came out with it. This song is about doubt and what it does to a person as it consumes them.
Written January 25th, 2005
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slightly morbid :)
Yup... I can relate to this one. It's a deep ass hole to get out of. It can be done, but as done, it can be undone again, very, very easily. I really liked this. It was slightly repeditive, but I think that was just the fact that it had a chours because it was a song, not a poem. I like how the lyrics just flowed together perfectly. It must sound beautiful as a song. Have a good one... cheer up a bit....morbid. -
sounds like somebody had a case of cabin fever. well, that's what i got out of it in relating to this, as being stuck inside, all alone in despair. very moving work, dude. keep rocking!
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Great job as usual josh!!!!
I liked the way you portrayed doubt, and the feeling you put into it! I liked the way you used a stage in the beginning, and how our life is the stage and the supporting actor in misery.
Of course I had a favorite part:
Memories haunt your waking life
Longing for the silence of the night
To ease the waves of guilt and fear,
For darkness to hide your salty tears
From everybody but yourself
Under pressure your hopes will melt
Very passionate and of course poetic. Keep on.
Luv~
*Brooklyn*
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i luv it..great job!
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Hey, this had a pretty good feeling of flow and rhythm, actually. Nice job with this, it's very thought provoking, and interesting. I love the dark, looming aspect of it all, and the metaphors are also very captivating. Good job, and keep writing.
~Smidge~
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