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*VIVA VOCE.
02.26.03 @ 8:03 pm it was around 8 o'clock that night that i realized my wounds would never heal. there's just too much that time cannot erase. i've screamed my lungs out 'round the clock but this voice still begs for an exit. those songs still provoke my hands to rip out my hair. i tried so hard to lock those feelings away in a mental jail but for some reason the door won't lock. i captured those thoughts once as they tried to escape but it's become too destructive to even try anymore. and because i can't help but feel ashamed for any flower that is born into this world. because the air is too thick to breathe, the sun is too cruel to stay, and the purity of water has been changed into toxins. i'm embarassed by their apathy. but regardless of what i want what I want what I WANT the static keeps ringing in my brain and the melodies are still out of tune. i held your hand through all those tears but experience is destroyed by fears. star light, star bright, the stars still shine tonight and maybe if i make some wishes you won't think me greedy. it's just that i've been needing a miracle for some time now. don't think me a fool but why do people rejoice? sunrise, sunset, and i still haven't found the answer yet. nothing seems to freeze in the winter except my heart and those stars... they just seem sort of stuck in place. the night sky isn't really mine but i'll claim it in the name of hope (i've already claimed my wrists in it). i've fought a way all these demons and now let's take a step back and admire what will soon be. NOW LOOK AT MY PICTURES, FOO'! http://photos.yahoo.com/myxlastxsong << >> SN–— M |