An Open Book 2

Blinded by a Bleeding Heart

Stress is eating my insides, feeding on my burdened soul
Pain so harsh I want to cry, my eyes like cups with tears now full
Like a twisting dagger, bleeding out my peace of mind
Sanity begins to shatter, stress is pouring from inside

My maddened screams do fill the air, but silent like a ghostly whale
Never reaching others ears, blinded to my screaming soul
And as I fall unto my knees, I see this happy heart does bleed
Shriveling, despite my pleas, slowly dieing at my feet

And as I try to bring it life, I can see it'd rather die
Its beat wants out of all this strife, now I wish that I could cry
I hold the heart close to my chest, as its blood does stain me now
I scream from deep inside my breast, I want it to stop bleeding now!

Tears of blood fall from my eyes, upon the heart that slowly dies
Looking up into the sky, I beg that god can hear me cry
And holy light shines on a cure, god has sent his helping hand
Its crystal life so clean so pure, to give this heart a second chance

As I give it to the ill. it hates the cure and falls apart
To slowly die is this hearts will, from the flesh its soul now parts
And finally my tear drops fall, the lovely heart that I have damned
Now a burden on my whole, its death is on my bloody hands


Brush Into my Heart

Clear eyes, flushed with life
They're dancing with my own
Windows to a fair maiden's soul
As fragile as my own

Like a bird their beauty sings
Into a heart of chrome
A gentle dance into the soul
Brushing through a wall of stone

A colored life like a brush
Gently painting mine
Careful strokes bring lively flush
From talent such as thine

And rosy lips so beckoning
Eyes painted green
Moves ever closer to my being
No other lips tasted so sweet


Dream Girl

Lord I pray for something that I know you have
A woman that will love me, which I can always love back

She doesn't need a perfect body, or a pretty face
Only that she'll smile at me without any distaste

She doesn't need to say "I love you"
But I hope I always know

I hope her heart will be so warm
That it melts the snow

I always to see her eyes
Like windows to the soul

For I know that mortal beauty fades
But a golden heart will never dull

As gold is rare and precious
And mining it so slow

So with patience I water the soils of time
And wait for my dream girl to grow.


Sprint for Victory

To taste victory is ever sweet
But heaven to eat it all
But a single taste before it flies away
Sometimes it feels better to fall

And I watch those behind me
Smile as victory flees
Watching as it leaves their reach
As if they cannot see

Falling far away from triumph
Can never be too sweet
But sometimes better than a single taste
Of your desire before it leaves

Still never even chase
Running victory
Seems like such a waste of time
A waste of energy

Tis better to chase it over the hills
And chase still when you fall
Even if you get but a single taste
Before your victories gone


White Rose

I have a white rose, so different so strange

My white rose is often quite and faint

My white rose is still not to be changed

My white rose I hope will not hide in red paint

Like gold in a mountain so hard to find
My white rose's beauty is unseen by the blind

My white rose blossoms in a sea of red

My white rose's beauty is unlike the rest

My white rose never seems to leave my head

My white rose shines, bright and the best

Like the moon that shines in the darkest night
Its white petals dance in the sky so bright