Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The only part of Me

crawling in between the damned and the divine

sorrow left to weep at the grave of time

impugned with nothing less than hypocracy

eviscerated everything that was meant to be

a stolen moment without so much as a care

a hidden secret causing memories a scare

it was once written now a lingering lie

among the fallen wishing to be high

a common symptom to a problem that is in the mirror

with each day of distance it can't get any clearer

within my own thoughts there must be a compromise

within my own heart It's me I really despise

spoken upon the lips of whispering winds

in destitution there is only sins

there is no mystery, there is nothing to see

there is nothing here, it's the only part of me