The smoke has cleared but the ashes remain
after a brief and solitary rain
and now you draw a line in blackened still yet burning sand
"How childish is this?" I wonder again
your coming of age, I'll never know when
Turbulent you reckless spirit now becoming bland
So easy the forecast of your next move
Still I ask why, what have you left to prove?
You wave me toward you while your mouth tells me to stay away
Stranglehold choking you have on my mind
pushing me, daring me to cross the line
I can't resist you, well you know, but still you make me pay
You say "Let's be friends, to wrong I admit"
the next minute you say the stark opposite
Your anger blind burns at me, it means nothing which I choose
A fool was I to give you the power
at your shaky hands my life has gone sour
You whip the reins I gave you, making certain I will lose
Ironic the iron I feel in your grip
trying so hard to crush me, yet fearing my slip
for all power is gone if I escape asphyxient control
Suffocation from your hands as you turn blinded eye
knowing if I scream in pain that you can simply lie
The cup of suffering you gave me long ago was full
But you want me to have some more I see
overflowing and running off misery
I drink the poison, for I love you, that will never change
I try my best and hardest to stay my side
To half understand me not once have you tried
You hurt me so much the only comfort I can find is in derange
Emptiness to escape emptiness
with my sanity gone there is nothing amiss
You are mine and I am yours in madman's fantasy
The end of the tunnel where now there's no sign
a final dissolving of your cursed line
For very once I witness everything as it should be
But reality burns, the sting so intense
It could not be worse and it doesn't make sense
the hell I feel within without you could not hurt worse planned
I built what little I had around you
it was great what we had, then out of the blue
I woke one day to find my shelter broken by your hand
Without your affection I don't want to live
The joy of life passes through me like a sieve
I want to die, for I have lost the only thing I love
I'll free myself, I'll kill myself
this cup of poison to my health
only now with death's black raven, we shall see the dove.
Posted on 11/13/2007 6:17:10 AM
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