Monday, August 13, 2007

from these wounds

and now i recognize your face and my folly
for longer days and nights this strange redemption'
with words you've bled me dry
now dust falls from these wounds

i will not give in to fascist beliefs and i am not a Fool
i will not let pride in my core be rooted out
i will stand firm on my beliefs
live life the master of my destiny
see no other way to live

who am i kidding?

it may seem at last, days passing mean Nothing
but the sun that sets cause only Pain
violence in Words, like Slashes, wound deeply
Love is not when you feel only pain

Love lost
arrogant whore
paint strife on this canvas
Failure i am a fool
i should have seen

you wont come back, look at you i know you wont.

could you trust me if i told you i love you.>