Wednesday, December 5, 2007

This doesn't have a beginning

...
(You're [plural])
Invading all my happy days
With false promises
(piano)

There's a fire breathing
Oh so coldly
In the depths
Of my conscious self

A fire rivaling
The caustic burn
Of your words on my
Throat

It doesn't even help
To bite them back
Swallow the
Vitriol

That bile tastes
So foul
I feel my stomach
Lining breaking

Words assaulting from in front and
Words assaulting from behind
Compound my stomach ache
As i fight it one more time

The temptation to
Sink lower
Overpowers on occasion
But thank Heaven you don't see that

No, you only see
The little girl
The one you joked
The one you bullied

I HAVE GROWN
But she's still there
Hiding on the
Outside

My protective shield
The old clam shell
But you eat shellfish
Don't you?

For years and years
My shell grew larger
Stronger
Til the junction was unclear

Who was I?
And who was she?
The words still stung
So wt?

Now the brave ol' rock
Of yesteryear's
Been washed away
Eroded down to sand

I've cast away my
Shield
And fight with armour
Dusty from disuse

It's braver to stand
Up and be
Just be, that's right
I'll just be me

So what if you can
See my heart?
My true intentions,
Here at last!

The fire's not so cold today
It's not so hard to
Fight that
Caustic burn

I'd rather not spit in
Your face
Be warned I'll strip you down
Shun you embrace

Your cold dead fingers
On my neck
They keep me breathing
Double Deck

I'll keep on playing
Silly games
With cards
It's not so hard

Just let the water flow around
Or wash me clean
From all those times
I drowned

I don't need saving
Anymore
My friends and I
We saved ourselves

We walk away from
All your lies
And all your cheats and all
Your cries

Save yourselves
It's not our job
We've seen the light
You see the fog

So keep on staring
Keep on staring
As we walk away form
You

This is the last time
That your arrows
Will find their
Way on through...

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