Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Clutter in my mind.

That breath that I'm so in love with.

This emotion is my slave,
Along with my mechanical wave..

The beat of my heart is mechanic?

You tell me I'm the light,
But I can feel every fight.

I feel like praise is a lie.

I feel the leak inside.
I keep the fault in mind.

I want to feel the warmth of another.

I'll push you away..
And keep your hand in mine.

Do coffin walls set you free?

I was told there's something I need,
They said I need some type of key..

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