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Wake up I’ve noticed that I’ve drifted away of late from my original destination But I think things have manifested in a manner I only wish I could have envisioned Stolen quotes adorn your lips The taste is far from foreign A swirl of dust dances in a shard of light Aged white linen lay strewn about A forgotten season will make it’s self known An arthritic ground swells and moans with the birth of a new day One of my greatest fears is regression I can see that it’s not too far off and I know I won’t do anything about it A resurrection of the past in the guise of progress A loosening grip A guilty tongue An innocent hand Can I apologize in advance I look for truth in the transitions In between the blacks and whites Lost in the grays A collection of things taken out of context can be art An oversight robbed me of eight years of influence Vital times that could have been shaped by your new form of insight You made sure that there would be no follow up And for that I will always carry a heavy inside and on my tongue will rest the taste of dirt “For clear space and soundness of mind I’ve let you play me for some time One can only receive and retain But the lies you recite for your gain So you rely on my faith in your kind Or rather continue to pretend that I’m blind You say I made your life a living hell And yet still let me pay you when I fell How is it your feeling so uneasy? How is it that I feel fine? Life reveals what is dealt through seasons Circle comes around each time I’ve been blessed with eyes to see this Behind the unwhole truth you hide Bite to remind the bitten, bigger Mouth repaying tenfold wide I am above Over you I’m standing above Claiming unconditional love Above Try to keep bad blood in the past Never thought a chance, a chance it would Last I have strength enough, enough to forgive I desire peace where I live” ~layne~
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