Artwork by Zayna Tarek
Everyday I climb one stair
Everyday different ones care
Everyday the wind blows
Everyday it all grows
I walk with a script I wield
The words I write satisfy my needs
I control the world, I wear the crown
Suddenly it all crashes down
The book is pulled away from me
I control none now, I just get to see
What am I living for?
I had never met you before
Evil from ponds to seas
Evil from seeds to trees
Evil I hear, evil I see
Evil everywhere, evil in me
In every corner a broken man bleeds
In this world there is no ease
Through this endless dark
We wondered how it all starts
But through this endless night
I have found one last light
That there is in my life a core
That I have met you before
Yet one thing remains
Through guilt and disdain
Yet remains my pride
Upon myself I've wept and cried
Above me, a voice from the light speaks "Escape from this havoc before it's wreaked" The whispers follow me from the shadows "Stay and with us you shall wallow"
Nowhere is my heart taking me Weakened, I can neither stay nor flee Why am I such a whore? Perhaps because I had met you before
Soon I realized it was all a masquerade The longer you wear a mask The faster your face fades So how can long can I last?
Am I good or bad? Apparently I'm bad For I find you sad Or perhaps I am but mad
This long ride, I was dragged along It seemed so long This face I hid, I thought I was strong It seemed so wrong
In the end remains only my pride How? When I am so dead inside How can I still ask for more? Perhaps it's me meeting you once before
Above me, a voice from the light speaks "Escape from this havoc before it's wreaked" The whispers follow me from the shadows "Stay and with us you shall wallow"
Nowhere is my heart taking me Weakened, I can neither stay nor flee Why am I such a whore? Perhaps because I had met you before
Soon I realized it was all a masquerade The longer you wear a mask The faster your face fades So how can long can I last?
Am I good or bad? Apparently I'm bad For I find you sad Or perhaps I am but mad
This long ride, I was dragged along It seemed so long This face I hid, I thought I was strong It seemed so wrong
In the end remains only my pride How? When I am so dead inside How can I still ask for more? Perhaps it's me meeting you once before
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