Altered_Soul9
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 31, 2003
- Messages
- 2,146
Have you found yourself in my soul?
The journey has no end
The pain you have experienced is nothing in comparison.
But at least now you know.
The image within has evolved over the years.
The once vibrant colors have dulled and washed together.
Time weaves in and out of depression
And this agony makes me smile.
It proceeds to give me this twisted illusion while i feel...
Trapped in my mind forever.
This prison cell with no bars
Only invisible barriers made of words
Unbreakable by my wounded actions.
Kindle within me a love
A love that is unbreakable
I feel it can't be done
I'll have to slow the process to begin the healing
The pain needs time to scar over,
but I'll allow.
I shall allow my eyes to view the splendor of love.
Even if the feeling is one of fabrication.
I need it
though I haven't experienced it yet
I need it
Though i know not its taste.
My broken endeavors have concealed the truth
Shown only the hopeless beliefs of failures.
This feeling is slowly killing my mind and heart.
It eats away my bones.
I lay here confused on its purpose
The decomposition of my soul is clear.
Love has taken its turn and left its stain.
the process has ended again.
Delayed within my heart once again
The true definition for love is insanity. Insanity within yourself
The journey has no end
The pain you have experienced is nothing in comparison.
But at least now you know.
The image within has evolved over the years.
The once vibrant colors have dulled and washed together.
Time weaves in and out of depression
And this agony makes me smile.
It proceeds to give me this twisted illusion while i feel...
Trapped in my mind forever.
This prison cell with no bars
Only invisible barriers made of words
Unbreakable by my wounded actions.
Kindle within me a love
A love that is unbreakable
I feel it can't be done
I'll have to slow the process to begin the healing
The pain needs time to scar over,
but I'll allow.
I shall allow my eyes to view the splendor of love.
Even if the feeling is one of fabrication.
I need it
though I haven't experienced it yet
I need it
Though i know not its taste.
My broken endeavors have concealed the truth
Shown only the hopeless beliefs of failures.
This feeling is slowly killing my mind and heart.
It eats away my bones.
I lay here confused on its purpose
The decomposition of my soul is clear.
Love has taken its turn and left its stain.
the process has ended again.
Delayed within my heart once again
The true definition for love is insanity. Insanity within yourself
