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| silentcriez (profile) wrote, on 6-3-2005 at 4:26pm | |
| im a lonely painter speaking through my art scenes which capture conversations while never oozing a word the tears of a painter go unheard but never go unseen fore' in the colors of paints is how a painter bleeds im a weak composer bleeding through my words notes which carry out my fears enter naive ears the pain of a composer is constantly played down fore' in the voice singing out is how a composer drowns im a lonley poet hiding behind each phrase contained by lines of a poem is how im driven insane the pain of a poet goes unfelt but never is it dead fore' in the rhythem hides a fear thats never to be read im lonely and im talentless speaking though the words of others like a parasite ill suck you clean of all that you feel the pain of a talentless man goes unseen and always goes unheard fore' when nobody else feels what i feel the lonely man misses his turn --- quiet pain sad surringe jam it into my veins useless love flacid heart tearing up all thats sane deep within you heal my heart by silently tearing me appart ill thank you when you give me pain ill beg you to let me be your slave cool night empty sky nobody out there anymore smooth skin plenty holes nobody wants you here no more deep within you heal my heart by silently tearing me appart sweet needle in my veins give me pleasure give me pain no more light starless sky questions go unanswered again put me off turn me on if not now then when? deep within you heal my heart by silently tearing me appart happy addiction you help me through as i break myself in two scarred face sad eyes humming me a tune meaningless music lyrics but no words its all useless now itll be over soon -- thoughts are fdlowing through my brain and i dont know whats real i dont know where i belong its like im alone in a world filled with millions who walk right by why do i see them all walking two by two? why am i the only one why am i alone if looks could kill id have died ten times over if pain is love then ive loved a thousand times if only i could be beautiful if only my thoughts could be beautiful if only -- pages fill up with useless drivel im wasting away in this room confined by four walls contained by smoke enveloped by you its all a game its all a rotation ill always end up back where i began your words hit me like bombs falling on a peacful city and my words eat away at me like a virus like a disease, a paraiste feeding, taking, and never giving constant tension hold me here and i cant move past this wall ive built up around myself this body armor protecting me secluding me from the world safe inside my thoughts until i stumble upon a land mine the walls around me crumble and im exposed to the cruel world to the reality to the hate and in that hate i see you staring back at me with empty eyes laughing at my insecurities laughing at my lack of self respect this is the first day of the last try.. this is the first day and my last cry |
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| Anonymous | 06-05-05 9:08pm i effing love you
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silentcriez | Re:, 06-05-05 10:59pm haha i love you
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