SlightlySane
January 27th, 2011, 09:26 PM
Looking in my mirror I screamed a mourner's cry
Before me a reflection that could not leave my eye
It tore into my soul and beat down on my heart
Adrenaline struck me hard, ripping me apart
Blood in my veins boiled thought 'twas blue
Even without oxygen the fire slowly grew
Your eyes pierced me as a dagger's blade
Though the spilling of blood is still forbade
Spare my cries as they have silenced
Pain has reached me without the violence
Gazing to your face behind a mirror wall
Pondering such begins, was it love at all?
Connected in a way to observe your every lie
I question if this is why I see you in the sky
For it's true they say that when loved ones die
Their soul has but one view of what they bid goodbye
To remember every face as though it were your own
Could make a man go crazy the moment he is left alone
Still insanity is but a deeper wish of men who still may cry
Like me they have truly loved a curse who never dies
Before me a reflection that could not leave my eye
It tore into my soul and beat down on my heart
Adrenaline struck me hard, ripping me apart
Blood in my veins boiled thought 'twas blue
Even without oxygen the fire slowly grew
Your eyes pierced me as a dagger's blade
Though the spilling of blood is still forbade
Spare my cries as they have silenced
Pain has reached me without the violence
Gazing to your face behind a mirror wall
Pondering such begins, was it love at all?
Connected in a way to observe your every lie
I question if this is why I see you in the sky
For it's true they say that when loved ones die
Their soul has but one view of what they bid goodbye
To remember every face as though it were your own
Could make a man go crazy the moment he is left alone
Still insanity is but a deeper wish of men who still may cry
Like me they have truly loved a curse who never dies