Saturday, November 10, 2001

Cutting the Thread

It's been many years now, locked in this prison of a home
A hell with bay windows and patio doors
I've watch as the wishes of those I love whither at your feet.
I've seen my desires sacrificed for your own petty needs
You destroyed my life, my dreams and hopes of someday
Breaking free and moving into the light beyond your shadow
You made the mistake of loosening my leash
And once I've tasted the light there's no living without
I may be just a broken down spirit, cold and dark inside like you
But I can still cut you and I've got the salt to make it sting
You hang your lies over my head by the tiniest thread
What will you do when your lies come crashing down?
All around you; a life's work of pain and deceit, shattered glass at your feet
What would you do if they found out who you were inside?
Just a selfish brat, caring about nothing unless it's yourself
When you look in the mirror do you see what I do?
A monster behind a mask, choking on smoke
I block my ears to your words, they burn anyway
I'll leave you with your misery that you've created
So carefully around yourself, trapping you inside
I'm going from the darkness to bathe in the warmth of the sun.