The lost feeling looking into the eyes of a monster with in. |
I always dream sitting on the beach on a cold day with snow-flakes melting on my warm skin, I already know this familar sence i've rembered it like an old friend i never knew. I always find myself surprised how...it came to this, How with an abusive drug addicted father i became my own worst enemy, everyday the same i wake up and look into my sky like blue eyes and feel as if i'm not looking at myself but into the eyes of a stranger. And then the feeling strikes the need, the horrible want that consumes my very exstine i need i need i need, it dosent matter what it is i just need it, and all of it at once. down to the very last morrsel i want and i need. i find the darkness comfoting it hides me, it hides everything. makes it better. i need her so that i have some one to confess and confide in where is she? I'm lost in the mess i've created a rat stuck in a maze that never ends a dead man walking the earth till the treads of his shoes are bleek just as the heart and soul he searchs for. i'm a prisoner and a warden inside my own slice of never being, wishing, waiting to not be so far away in a trance. the day that my eyes meet yours and the feelings true so true you stoped the pain the need the want, i fill you up to the brim you make my strange eyes a familar, the truth the honset truth is you and me belong, were both beaten dogs kept in a cage thats taunted to the extent of fracture but were together forever. |