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feb 24, 2002 12:07 a.m.

the madness

silence and an excuse

fake good-byes filled with monotone love

and the silence again

then the tears

ongoing and relentless

sadness mixed with foolish anger

a waste of time and a waste of breath

hidden intentions marked with the ink of a pen

i like myself

i like myself

i like myself

all the while blood tainting the pretty pages

the pretty words

the madness fills the head with dark thoughts and corrupt actions

non-caring and self-destructive

masochism running rampant in a series of false emotion

and again

and again

the madness kills as it also sustains

like oxygen, it has become an oblivious addiction

hidden in nature

deadly to the mind

head shaking, body crying, waiting for an end

the anger leaves as the emptiness stays

trust is never free

and love always has a price

so keep that emotion and shove it down your throat

throw it up and tell me how pretty it is

wasted and dirty, like me

useless and obscene

foul and rancid to the touch

love is not pure, nor are your intentions

dry the waste and kill those ideas

lay them down beneath those chiseled eyes, and for once, see the truth

ugly and tainted and discarded

far from your vision

overused but beautiful

denial is your tool

pushing it further up in hopes of blinding my awareness

but i see through your desperate facade

in empty compliance, i'll never say a word, though

i'll continue to write

all the while red stains bleeding through the pages

these are my tears - my pain

see it and understand

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