I fell from grace,
I fell away from me
into this darkened place-
my point of gravity...
It's all black&white
or so it seems
sleeping in the plight
of illusional dreams...
I walk up the hill,
only to plummet further down
the ink black darkness spills
and in it I drown...
Here I lay
waiting for a purpose to come to me,
I fade away
from my point of gravity...
Stuck in endless thought
so numb inside,
happiness was once caught
but it has died...
The truth is hard to face,
I just don't want to see,
these lies,this disgrace,
my point of gravity...
Suspended in time-
I am never free
walking the fine line
of my point of gravity...
I fell away from me
into this darkened place-
my point of gravity...
It's all black&white
or so it seems
sleeping in the plight
of illusional dreams...
I walk up the hill,
only to plummet further down
the ink black darkness spills
and in it I drown...
Here I lay
waiting for a purpose to come to me,
I fade away
from my point of gravity...
Stuck in endless thought
so numb inside,
happiness was once caught
but it has died...
The truth is hard to face,
I just don't want to see,
these lies,this disgrace,
my point of gravity...
Suspended in time-
I am never free
walking the fine line
of my point of gravity...
Author notes
I recently recorded this poem as a song with my sister, it turned out to be a punk song I love it, it was a blast recording it too, the electric guitar solo in it is awesome, i am so proud of it, it is my first recording!!!!! My sister's friend has a recording studio and it took us all day to get it right, but it rocks!!!! i am currently in the works of recording more...
