Post by CallistaKiedis on Mar 9, 2005 23:54:56 GMT -5
Trapped inside of these flesh walls
Is there no way out? Completely stuck
Slipping into the black again
No one is watching; no one cares
All alone in a world that hates
Gray clouds forming inside my head
Rain leaking out from my eyes
Lightning strikes doubt into the heart
No one can see what is happening inside
Who really wants to know? To really see?
Not a soul wants the burden of someone else
So keep the death locked up tight
Heaven forbid you let it show, call for help
Unsatisified with who I am and who you are
My own body; blood and bone; is my prison
Condemed to eternity in this tainted shell
Chilled to the core and dead to the surface
Living a cliche so no one pays attention
To the point of desperation and revolution
Want it gone, all of the bars and chains
All the whips and inihibtions that hold me down
Kill me now, please, I just want to go
There is nothing here for me anymore
And no one to love this hollowed soul
Lost all ambition to live in this black
For I am not really living, not at all
Just wandering aimlessly, defeating all purpose
I'm stuck in what I hate and what you see
Can you see the pain boiling beneath?
Of course not, I won't let you
Hid knives in my mortal jail, my room
Bet you didn't know, bet you didn't care
Can't find santity, want some closure
Is that so much to ask? To much to explain?
Need no explantion, I am gone now
Blood opened the lock on the iron door
Wonder if I'll be happy now, if it'll be okay
Don't tell me it will, you don't know
Doesn't matter, I am no longer a prisoner
Not being held captive in flesh walls
I am free, maybe not joyous, but free
Free of wordly cares and demands of perfection
Black and gray is gone, desperation as well
Say goodbye, speak your peace to what was
Lock the door to the grief and pain
Close what you feel inside my walls
It's empty now, plenty of room
Here is my farewell, here is my release
No longer a captive of my own will
So to finalize this cliche, The End
This isn't like a suicide not or anything, just what I am feeling and have been for quite some time now. I don't really like it, but it's best I got it out.
Is there no way out? Completely stuck
Slipping into the black again
No one is watching; no one cares
All alone in a world that hates
Gray clouds forming inside my head
Rain leaking out from my eyes
Lightning strikes doubt into the heart
No one can see what is happening inside
Who really wants to know? To really see?
Not a soul wants the burden of someone else
So keep the death locked up tight
Heaven forbid you let it show, call for help
Unsatisified with who I am and who you are
My own body; blood and bone; is my prison
Condemed to eternity in this tainted shell
Chilled to the core and dead to the surface
Living a cliche so no one pays attention
To the point of desperation and revolution
Want it gone, all of the bars and chains
All the whips and inihibtions that hold me down
Kill me now, please, I just want to go
There is nothing here for me anymore
And no one to love this hollowed soul
Lost all ambition to live in this black
For I am not really living, not at all
Just wandering aimlessly, defeating all purpose
I'm stuck in what I hate and what you see
Can you see the pain boiling beneath?
Of course not, I won't let you
Hid knives in my mortal jail, my room
Bet you didn't know, bet you didn't care
Can't find santity, want some closure
Is that so much to ask? To much to explain?
Need no explantion, I am gone now
Blood opened the lock on the iron door
Wonder if I'll be happy now, if it'll be okay
Don't tell me it will, you don't know
Doesn't matter, I am no longer a prisoner
Not being held captive in flesh walls
I am free, maybe not joyous, but free
Free of wordly cares and demands of perfection
Black and gray is gone, desperation as well
Say goodbye, speak your peace to what was
Lock the door to the grief and pain
Close what you feel inside my walls
It's empty now, plenty of room
Here is my farewell, here is my release
No longer a captive of my own will
So to finalize this cliche, The End
This isn't like a suicide not or anything, just what I am feeling and have been for quite some time now. I don't really like it, but it's best I got it out.