Torn from inside and cast into flame
Burnt at birth and baptised in pain
Claw through some semblance
Some version of what should be done
I cannot face this
This never should have begun
Light up
Light up
As if you have a choice
It’s funny how some things never let us go
Or maybe just tragic?
Maybe its all just for show
My cracked and blistered feet
Take baby steps all the way
Bloodied tears and permanent fears
Shredded scars all here to stay
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I am right beside you dear
Sometimes I get taken aback
By just how much I hate you
By just how much I want to hurt
To cast you out and desert you
To call the titans from the sky
And drive a stake through your heart
To desecrate all that you are
To end that what you had no right to start
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I am sculpted by your heresy
Trussed up by your tragedy
Defined by your depravity
Given substance by your animosity
Chained by your rejection
Falsified by your projection
Beaten by your derision
Still you never see me cry
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
The wheel of time will always turn
And I will always disappear
Feathers fall from broken wings
Your spectre always near
I cannot be you
However much you beg
I will always disappoint you
And one day, this might end
I like the gothic language and the punchy structure - it's very powerful. Hope you're OK xx
ReplyDeleteThank you hun, I will be fine xxx
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to seeing you in your finery tomorrow :-)