Friday, August 6, 2010

Delicate, Distressed, Diseased, Deceased

I once was a mirror, angelic and flawless
A reflection of everything so beautiful and true
Innocent and helpless and lined with finesse
Full of such potential in my life’s debut
My world was destroyed in the blink of an eye
Shattered to pieces, the turn of the tide
I cried in pain as I screamed and asked why
I hid the shards and set the memories aside
Now just a small piece of what I used to be
I sing songs so beautiful for the world to hear
Until the shards returned, jagged copies of me
They sing chilling songs and our sound is unclear
They hold me down, they muffle my voice
I’m driven from town, I’m run off the road
The pain is unbearable, I haven’t a choice
They sing all together, they sing and explode

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