I think I can say that I am in love.
Contradictory
to the faith inside of me
Inexplanitory
his inexistant proof to be
Ethos,
credibility,
Right is the side of fear mongering
Left is the side of sanity judging,
Stuck in the middle,
a river of tears from all the lying.
Save me, god held high,
Ethos, who held it against me
So I left that town for a while,
and I learned so much more,
The more to scare me off.
My name of no meaning,
from my mother’s faith in books,
and find the world isn’t the same,
outside…
A past of nothing, for door screening
The same assholes, the same funny looks.
Talk too much, a shame they aren’t lame,
or left to die…
Screaming over yelling,
Yelling over talking,
talking over whispers,
whispers over silence…
Reasons of no telling,
feeble ground for our walking,
as the sun makes the skin crisper,
and it all turns into violence…
I hope you know how to run
Command to wither out in a spark
I wish the order away
Pointed fingers thrust from its mouth
I’ve been down for months
Finally you strike with your feet
The dance of life
The quietest beat
A vagrant soul to fear
The boundaries set by voices
Spoken within shot of my ear
Put me on your shelf
Force me to sing
Supported by strings
Hung upon a ring
Hold my failures overhead
Slowly cover the land I crawl
Trouble strung behind me
So I will burn, it’s the law
Put me on your shelf
Force me to sing
I am fooled again
By the single blessing they bring.
pretty rad
