I need you. But then, there is this thing deep inside of me that I hate about me. Its someone else inside me and I hate that core.
Dream about me for the rest of your days
Like lightning tearing the darkness
With the jagged light, enough to stun.
Why is it always this way?
The frightening feeling of emptiness deep within
That threatens to encapsulate the very deph of me
But no, there lies the hope of the broken images that flit
Across the bottom of my ragged feet
Tears me apart with the force of truth
The light fantastic, the light so incadescently bright
The dream of something better, far away
In the distant fairylands
That beckons me to let go
Of the control I insist
On my self
Tear apart the seams of my being
And let loose the beast within
The darkness within that threatens to choke
I stand in the middle of nowhere
Between the darkness and light
And I search for the key
That would merge them into grey.
And I shall fade into sepia-sweet memories
Live and die within those bounds
Pounding the walls to let my self free from it all
And turn away to rise,
Then slowly fall.