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poem of life without love |
Loveless Feel like each day Climbing out the grave With dirt still hitting me on my head Who put a coffin in a skyscraper anyway With a glass bottom I can see all that I came from Still feels like a prison Even though I'm this high up This Makes me want to get high Cause all I can see is the dirt Falling out the sky Why the hell is that as natural as rain It sure ain't right Perspectives say it's all it can be No better or worse just keeping even Even with a ever increasing downpour Damn this time last week had the wind at my back Head full of true dreams Wearing a suit made of cream (march 14th of date) Pockets full of the love not missed but present The presence I haven't felt for some time So drawn away can't have fun. Nothing but the perspectives form all around me Featureless faces no doubt smiling behind thier close off eyes Blind cannot see but live happy in dreams Sick of this dirt on my face Wash it everyday still comes back What is it, I truly deserve? Deserve its not what you order But what life gives you in return Not for the great things youve done Or the things you plan to do But the cold hearted bitch of time that gives what you don't want And sometimes what you do we try to figure out where we land on the wordless menu Trying to find out when we'll be served When we know we can't order what we want Perspective's keep talking The Truths not in anybody It does Seem to exsits for fleeting moments Which emotionally can only be proven And usually in a dream Which is made true when met with reality I wonder if they get to know one another No not a drawn out process Just instantaneous perfection The dream is perfect for the time The place fits the dream And the feeling just explodes over them both Until neither exists And it exist for those that can see it coming A wonderful truth Not made by schedule Or willed to existence but a piece of God saying hello And then perspectives wonder why we chase dreams Chasing God in the here and now hungry for more Truth Falling on my face for two years know In shock from my lack of it Truth |