May 7, 2009

• my world is like a spider web
  spiraling in a hole
  im trying hard to touch the fire
  but its all ice cold
  all this spinning confusing me
  im not in the mood
  my hearts vulner'bility's like
  standing in the nude
  the beat is welling up in me
  typhoon tide a rage
  bluebird searching for my home while
  wasting in a cage
  i cant rest until i find some
  other way to tie
  your movements are controlling me!
  a grave desperate lie
  i cant rest for all i know is
  fighting in a race
  with everything hanging on that
  next desired space
  i cant rest cuz i know theres no
  safety in your heart
  so close yet so far away it
  drives my mind apart
  so i cling to sanity in
  foolish half craved dream
  to think that world could coincide
  with the truth ive seen
  where oh where can i go from here
  this old question begs
  i will never stop running as
  long as i have legs

  • 11:25 pm
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