Post by Smurph on Mar 25, 2004 17:22:38 GMT -5
I havent been around much have I? Its far easier to express mysef indirectly than to try and explain where I am at the moment. This is what I've been up to anyway..
Broken and tangled
Lying like a victim of abuse
Like unity turned against itself
Like a love become recluse
It showed its face so long ago
A child with eyes so green
The rot set in like its never been
And was never seen again
You cant take away what was never there
What I never learned how to feel
You can try and pretend we had something
What you think we have was never real, so unreal
I feel you in my veins, every time I curse I see your anger in my eyes
Every time I cry your spirit weighs me down, like your coat of arms
What poisons my blood is what lives in you, my contempt for every cell
What lives in me comes from you, its taking me straight to hell
What’s to say when there’s nothing left
A hollow point to a meaningless verse
What’s the point of honesty
When the only truth I have hurts
So when you’re looking down, watching my sins
The father beside you, the quiet within
Will you finally make your peace
I know I’ve made mine
When I close my eyes I can see him
Un-jaded by passion or fear
His smile like mine but un-cynical
For the boy I shed a tear.
Broken and tangled
Lying like a victim of abuse
Like unity turned against itself
Like a love become recluse
It showed its face so long ago
A child with eyes so green
The rot set in like its never been
And was never seen again
You cant take away what was never there
What I never learned how to feel
You can try and pretend we had something
What you think we have was never real, so unreal
I feel you in my veins, every time I curse I see your anger in my eyes
Every time I cry your spirit weighs me down, like your coat of arms
What poisons my blood is what lives in you, my contempt for every cell
What lives in me comes from you, its taking me straight to hell
What’s to say when there’s nothing left
A hollow point to a meaningless verse
What’s the point of honesty
When the only truth I have hurts
So when you’re looking down, watching my sins
The father beside you, the quiet within
Will you finally make your peace
I know I’ve made mine
When I close my eyes I can see him
Un-jaded by passion or fear
His smile like mine but un-cynical
For the boy I shed a tear.
I love it,and i feel were you are coming from with that poem i realy do 
I'm putting it on repeat. :love:
