cloisterpaul
Greenlighter
DESIRE.
It wasn't unusal and it wasn't strange for me to have felt nothing at all.
My bones ached and my skin felt cold, I was getting so tired and feeling so old.
That anger that swelled up inside of me, I always hoped I'd feel all of it's blows.
I needed so much to open my eyes, I wanted so much to see I still had a soul.
A soul that was just the devil in me, a devil that called for me to come undone.
My spirit was getting dark, darker than the fear that was pulling me apart.
There was always this sound, a sound of nerves beating at my heart.
I've always been confused by those birds and bees, haven forgoten what it was to be me.
This all means nothing and everything to me, just a shame I've found it so hard to explain,
just a shame it's taken so long to arrive.
But just remember, that when your deepest toughts are broken,
keep on dreaming cause when you stop dreaming it's time to die.
Would really like some feedback on this, it's my first go at trying to express myself with the written word.
you might notice that the last line is familiar, shannon hoon-blind melon, but i don't think anyone could say it better.
all criticism is welcome, positive and negative, as long as it's consructive.
It wasn't unusal and it wasn't strange for me to have felt nothing at all.
My bones ached and my skin felt cold, I was getting so tired and feeling so old.
That anger that swelled up inside of me, I always hoped I'd feel all of it's blows.
I needed so much to open my eyes, I wanted so much to see I still had a soul.
A soul that was just the devil in me, a devil that called for me to come undone.
My spirit was getting dark, darker than the fear that was pulling me apart.
There was always this sound, a sound of nerves beating at my heart.
I've always been confused by those birds and bees, haven forgoten what it was to be me.
This all means nothing and everything to me, just a shame I've found it so hard to explain,
just a shame it's taken so long to arrive.
But just remember, that when your deepest toughts are broken,
keep on dreaming cause when you stop dreaming it's time to die.
Would really like some feedback on this, it's my first go at trying to express myself with the written word.
you might notice that the last line is familiar, shannon hoon-blind melon, but i don't think anyone could say it better.
all criticism is welcome, positive and negative, as long as it's consructive.
