4/26/2009

Let Me Go

This morning fell through my heart
Saw the congregation singing their songs
Sat behind a setup of cymbals and sins
Not this time, something isn't right

How come every time I sit in front of your eyes
Somnolence eludes and looms around mine
Lies of the past, humility escapes
Plain and flat out, motivation disappears

Why is it that I plan to fail?
That I was born to see the end of the bottomless
My mediums of letting loose all within
Have just set me aside to feel nothing

Apathy, factories and the smoke we inhale
Fails to see that I'm still here waiting
To stop, waiting to die to all these vices
Let me leave, I screamed, let me leave!

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