Sunday, June 6, 2010

The Waiting...

The night just breaks away to pieces,

but i'm still standing here

waiting for the dead sun to move along.

I've seen a million times these faces,

and what lies beneath,

But I wish i didnt have to be the one.

And everytime you hurt,

I must hurt more than you,

and everytime you fall, I skin my knees.

Now i stand here just your puppet,

whose head you tore apart,

cause i refuse to dance as you please.

And i gave you my soul, my life,

prayed you get my heaven too,

as you ripped the feathers off my bony wings.

Why do you fear i'd fly,

when i have no where to go to?

when i skimper, like your dog, when your bell rings.

You've walked across my soul,

you know its every corner,

cant you no longer see what i hide?

You burned your stamp into my skin,

And I, took it for an honour,

till you concealed me like a blemish to your pride.

And every treasure that i own,

has only come from you,

do you see me not as one who would repay?

didnt you hear my glass heart shatter,

when you crowned me mistress to your pain,

and you spun so meaningless in blinding rage.

And the world begins to spin,

the haze begins to fade,

yet i can smell this delirium on my skin

would you hold me close

would let me go my mind cant decide,

And I keep paying playing praying

to pay just for your sins.

And I love you oh so dearly,

and Ive failed you every time,

and as i try leaving, i can only pray,

But If the world starts to crumble,

my blind arms would reach for you,

and tonight its your safety

that makes me walk away.