And I should never dream again...
Still I will never hide.
These crossed hearts that bear my name satisfy my
thirst for strength, and failure- sickness thats hides
the
way to bleed and leave peace behind you.
Now drown out the screams inside.
Replace them with reason.
For reason is the drug that hides and k**s your drive
to
breathe, believe and reach for dreams that light the
way
to free yourself from binds of inward hate.
And I dream of hands that cover me.
Safe inside dried eyes that feel my breath surviving
wars
that you fought.
And no one could ever help you stand for your dreams.
I feel silence, stare through me with executional eyes
that relive every shortcoming of the flesh.
Stare at my life while I relive the child that brought
me
here to try my fear.
I feel silence, stare through me with executional eyes
that relive every shortcoming of the flesh.
You live for times to qualify my anger.
Dry your eyes and reach for self-absorption.
Peel myself off broken concrete,
Despise the taste of my sour blood as I roll my eyes
up to the sky.
Grieve for the ones you've lost. Grieve for the ones
you've never seen. And I grienve alone for souls
unknown
to me.
And I dream of hands that cover me.