Sacrilege.

[rewiiired]

Sacrilege.
01/03/03
Hit the pillow,
dream a hero,
contemplate how she could save your day.
Damn the instinct,
deny the cool drink,
you can’t make the desire go away.
You’re such a phony
and you’re so lonely:
why not open heart and arms again?
Ignore and jerk off,
the eternal put-off:
you need sex and love and you damn you again.
You saw something beautiful
in her eyes,
hungry for your death
and offering life.
Saw something there that
left you scared, that
can’t be controlled.
Can’t let on you care.
Hit the sack again,
dream of sacrilege:
a key to release you from your cage.
Loosing sight again,
jump off the deep end,
life’s an act and you keep falling off stage.
Such a weird man,
lost in questions,
reaching for a truth you can’t seem to find.
Grip the thought again,
hit a brick wall and then
you’ll see your heart when you’ve lost your mind.
Saw something beautiful,
hungry for your death?
Saw something there that
can’t be controlled?
[ 09 March 2003: Message edited by: rewiiired ]

 

[Ninex]

Wow, you actually tried rhyming. Unusual for you

 

[yoUr bLiSS]

life’s an act and you keep falling off stage.
this is a great fucking line! this used to be me...but with all the climbing back up i think i may have found my space....