I'd like to close my eyes
because
When I'm open I go dumb
to all reality.
If I could turn the wheels back
once,
I'd reclaim my failing love
for swelling fantasy
And all the wars of child-hood
game.
A simple but passing flame
extinguished in
For too plain but far from clean
curiousity.
Take a second to ask why
When arousal runs on high.
Who has a heart and
Where it lies.
Listen to how it beats
But hear what it cries.
Could I look myself in the
eye
If i could feel the hell inside,
Condemning you from
Within your simple need to dream simple
Dreams?
And what a terror it must be
to know of
The deeds carried on my withered
shoulders.
But I cannot remain so calm,
Action does call
To wipe away this haunting
Impurity.
Regress from falling inside,
The cave where I had died.
Far too numb to lament
The passing sun outside.
I only wish to reprieve
From a deathly, sinful need
To submit to her on her knees.
Now i question all that gain.
Who had I touched?
Who had I stained?
Your inner voice speaks not in tongues
Nor in think, silk like knots.
But in truth surrounding
a careful sandbox youth.
A little boy in his box
WIth no windows here to lock.
Crying out from his cell,
But the shell outside is dead.
Gone to winds as surely as
The voice screaming in my head.
It matters not, now I'm lost.
A mind without its hose,
Simplicity's simple ghost,
I'm left here and alone.
Save this faint, assuring light.
So that when I step outside
I will see.
The sun won't blind me.
So when I come outside,
I'll look back and see
Just What I'd left behind me. |
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