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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1361762
My Reasons..
On a cold day i've found a dead man down in the street
Then i'm getting abused on time after time i'm in defeat
I'm walking in lonelyness through the path into darkness
Slowly driven amongst insanity i become evil and heartless
Now i indicate that you really don't want to know the truth
Because its so cruel so make sure you have a great youth
Each piece falls at its place at the puzzle of life
I experience the silence in loudness night after night
Day by day i see more of what is really going down here
White rain of emptiness is drowning me amongst my fear
Nobody might ever noticed it because i look normally
But the truth inside comes out when i hit the wall see
See what i became it is not what i was supposed to become
Small and long periods of hate but each trip feels so long
But i ignored what my concience might have ever told me once
Then doing my daily routine and suddenly i get shot at by guns
Then trying to make it through my day so i could sleep at night
Trying to find the exit of the maze of the wrong thing and right
Suddenly realising there is no way out for me anymore
I should have listened to all that my mind had warned me for
Walking around in circles again but then my sight had blackened
I just can't get a clue of the things that ever happened
And the things that i'm still going through these times
Just wanna know the truth don't wanna here anymore lies
Question yourself what life acutally is and what is time
Never mind i'll just come and tell you just don't ask me why
Life is nothing more then a body you enter and eventually leave
Deep inside its like getting locked up and trying to find a key
Death is an illusion you can't escape your spiritual existance
Trapped in the hold swirl and you only ever passed the entrance
The fractions of time are just an illusion of the mind itself
Everythig happens at thesame time and yes i'm the one to tell
It might sound unbelievable just like faith sound to me
Faith is in our own hands i don't know how you don't see
But i'm glad at thesame time cause then everything was dark
If each individual existance would have thesame heart
Yes we would all know we are doomed to different lifes
Time after time we step in the stage and see the fading lights
Maybe i'm damned or so they say but this is my own vision
My way of thinking my look upon the earth this is my position
Today i'm here tomorrow i might be identified through other eyes
But what do you expect from someone who had only been told lies
Always used to think the world is peaceful untill that day
The day of truth, blood and tears with nothing to say
Cause i couldn't find the words and even if i could
There was no one to talk back so leaving is what i should
What i should have done but i couldn't leave its bled out face
Digging my own memorial grave searching for some other place
A need for redemption and in search of my own piece of simple luck
But then to hear everyone tell me that they don't give a fuck
Standing alone on the world where the sun will never shine
All the shit i have to take and i watch everything unwind
Now i see that times they change.. change to darkness
Like a pair of cards you play and play eventually you got all less
Not murdered but self-destructed by your own experience and curiosity
Replaced my so-called 'heart' by a black hole inside of me
These feelings won't be gone this pain won't be left behind
Bitten by the sharp tooth of the fainted.. living on without a mind
Maybe a disturbed mind anyway a tortured soul just a damned being
Thoughtless, Hopeless, Useless is what i am but what are you seeing?
You don't give me an answer because there is always something
But i know exactly what you see i'll tell you what.. nothing..
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