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Song of Empty Living

I know life exists.
I have seen it, felt it.
Felt the warm rush of life,
Sweeping, spilling over in my heart.
Snatched away.
Into the jaws of the beast.
Snarling and spitting,
Chewing up, I am bitten.
Heart quickens.
Then,
Nothing.
Flatline of empty living.
 
And I have so much to do,
So much to feel,
So many faces to gaze at,
So many people to love.
Truly love.
Take them into my heart,
Live there for always.
Snatched out though by my own hand.
Selfish and greedy,
Hateful and needy.
Fucked up. Fade out.
Fuck it. Shout.
Scream. Scream.
There is nothing pure.
Scream. 
All is tainted.
I cannot be anything.
All around me is faded.
 
And I know the cost of my contrition.
But I lack the courage of my convictions.
And I hope not to dwell on my lack of ambition.
Cause I dream,
Of warm, softly lit sheets,
The silent retreats.
Dark misty streets,
Soothing and sweet.
On repeat. On repeat.
 
Give it up to me now and let me see your naked heart.
I will love you.
I will be the love I was born for.
Skip softly,
Push back the hair from my eyes.
Make the world make sense to me.
 
Cause I dream,
Of warm, softly lit sheets,
The silent retreats.
Dark misty streets,
Soothing and sweet.
On repeat. On repeat.
 
But now im scratching at wounds,
Tickling the sores in my mouth.
Cold and clear,
Hurtful days haunt my nights,
The sharpness of living.
Hard hearts and pointed elbows,
I am lost, I am lost.
Now I’m smiling, crying in my heart
Yeah I am lost.
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