When a canvas Goes untouched
It ellows and withers away
why cant i be painted like everyone
really wants to be
Why am i not brave enought
to just be broken, pretend
you have enough hate left
To be ... unfinished
I think i know that im not sure
contridiction kills a soul in time
but really pain is liquid
just like grains of sand
My thoughts told me not
to think that enlightenment
means knowing you'll never there
Ice tried to be vain for so long
sometimes i even fool myself
But iwi sh i were half the person
i pretend to be so proud of...
Creativity lays dormate long enough to infect
my mind just long enough to make me wish that
ink spilled from the heart i forgot i remembered
to keep
If you think your lost come find me
at the grave of who i uised to be
and i promise i wont be there
It hurts when you dont feel
a pain that cradles you
Im the origonal cliche
infamous for being unkown
scratch the eyes that see that site is not the same as seeing
My shadow leads me toward
that lights my path in darkness
Some need to go places which ones?
Comments
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awesome
Not too shabby, i like it!
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deep
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