if i only knew what regret meant

yes, you're just listening to my boring rants

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

hung out to dry

silent screams, echoes of fright
empty voices fill the night
all around i hear the cries
of tormented souls with sightless eyes
lost and forlorn, never to be free
spirits of the damned call out to me

when they talk to me, they tell me so
that it's time to leave, it's time to let go
these voices i hear, these silent screams
cry out that life is not all it seems
we have one chance in hell to do this right
else we'll just be screams lost in the night

too many sins committed
too many to be counted
wash me up and let me fly
to later hang me out and dry

but before that,

think of the things that go through our mind
make a good rummage, what would we find
bits of love and broken hearts
memories of romance fallen apart

a shard of pain, pieces of regret
snapshots of faces, people we have met
a hint of kiss from our very first date
the moments we cherish, the feelings of hate

emotions are scattered, they litter our minds
a mess in our heads, for us later to find
the times spent with loved ones, that give us such pleasure
are balanced by teardrops, still moments to treasure

all these memories of various kinds
are safely secured by doors of our mind
hard to forget no matter how hard we try
so just hang us up and spin us dry

a million hearts have touched me
a million arms embraced
a million tears have fallen
for the millions i have met

i look into the mirror
see the child and not the man
one who gets lonely and scared
not knowing who i am

lost am i in this world
but one i've made myself
following the footsteps of many
where love drugs and wealth

has become a poison
that runs right through my veins
but i cannot point the finger
for there is no one else to blame

will this nightmare never end
with want i have to try
to save the man inside of me
so hang me out to dry

maybe one day i will master
of being happy instead of sad
let the mask fall from my face
and contemplate all i never had

* * * * *
cleanse me of my sins, make me ready for the one.
i'm 23 now but will i live to see 24
the way things are going now, i duno.

astrocow
14:44


I am an object lost in space
I am fear without a face
I am future without meaning
I am helping without feeling

I am twisted and deranged
I am alone in this cage
I can help if help need be
But there's a monster inside of me

He fights for freedom and control
There's a monster in my soul
Leave me without knowing why
Or run the risk of losing your life

I'll care for you, wipe away your tears
And scare away your darkest fears
For darkness is my dearest friend
And with it all my time I spend

Left all alone in my cage
Anger gives its way to rage
I fight for freedom and control
From the monster in my soul

I am weak for I always lose
Madness the escape I choose
If you should meet me on the street
Know insanity is what you'll greet

Stay not long within my presence
For it'll strike you with a vengeance
Then we both shall slip down the slope
The slope of madness without hope


welcome to my humble abyss




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