Can you tell me, what is it you said before the lights went out?
Its the middle of the night, and here I am again. On my knees, begging for forgiveness that you wouldn't judge me too harshly for the things I've done. My red eyes strain from my self inflicted insomnia. Plunged in eternal dark, seeing the three of them laughing at me.
Whispered to me, and made me realize
Life is just a dirge unto itself.
What can you tell me teacher?
Does it all matter? Is it all meaningless? Please don't tell me that everything ive done in this world is all for naught. That it would be as fleeting as the setting sun and as fragile as the wind that blows to the South. That the entire world will just fall back on itself and leave me stranded between Heaven and Hell. I would rather go down fast then slowly sink in the vanity of it all.
Tell me it isnt. Dont make me realize.
Life is just a dirge unto itself.
Please don't let me fade from your view. Don't lose me in the waves of my misfortunes. The waters' deathly hold is all too familiar. It grasps my indifference with a loving hand, and pulls me down to the water below. Would you accept something so dear to me that is nothing to you? The blood that won't pay what can't be bought?
Please tell me. Make me realize.
Life is not a dirge unto itself
Dirty room...
Dirty mind...
Dirty things cropped up inside
It rolled back, as daylight covered dark
A speck in the eye of eternity thence has gone
An empty room...
A clean mind...
Silence takes to three great fading voices
The earth has rolled back, my name it called
I saw the day shoot through my empty room
for the first time, I think I might have called it home
~Jared
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That makes me want to go clean my room pronto.
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