Saturday, September 02, 2006

This Lie, My Mask

This burdon I carry on my own,
brightness, darkness,
take me home
a lie too far come,
swallow me whole
chew me up...
push me alone

This darkness inviting,
a rose keeps me fighting;
the deepest holes in me are black.
My heart sore and raw,
please take me back

My eyes may seem blue
but behind is a mask,
beat me and beat me,
my eyes turning back
into the mask;
the lie looking back...
look at me, look at me,
you see...

Look at me look at me,
behind this cold mask
see a young boy,
a heart lined in black.
The infection is eating me,
eating me fast...
brightness, darkness,
please take me home...
before they take hold...