In this world of betrayal
I struggle to see beauty
Beauty in the blood that
drips from the stab in my back
time and time again
The knife slices my back
I am struck from both sides
Over and over
The cries of those I love whisper in my ears
I need to help them
Make peace in this madness
I can do nothing to help those most in need
Blood streams to the floor
Slipping on the blood of my own wounds
I hurt myself as much as you hurt me
The irony of this pain shoots through my limp body
Helplessness oozes through the blood
Of my wounds
Until nothing remains
In this poignant hour
Except the silence
that breaths for me
------------------
"Weep not sad soul, nor forget, that sunrise never failed us yet."
"Madness such as this, its like trying to stop a fire with the moisture from a kiss"
"Stupidity has a knack of gettings its way" ~ Albert Camus
I struggle to see beauty
Beauty in the blood that
drips from the stab in my back
time and time again
The knife slices my back
I am struck from both sides
Over and over
The cries of those I love whisper in my ears
I need to help them
Make peace in this madness
I can do nothing to help those most in need
Blood streams to the floor
Slipping on the blood of my own wounds
I hurt myself as much as you hurt me
The irony of this pain shoots through my limp body
Helplessness oozes through the blood
Of my wounds
Until nothing remains
In this poignant hour
Except the silence
that breaths for me
------------------
"Weep not sad soul, nor forget, that sunrise never failed us yet."
"Madness such as this, its like trying to stop a fire with the moisture from a kiss"
"Stupidity has a knack of gettings its way" ~ Albert Camus

