Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 20, 2007 19:18:10 GMT -5
No one really knows me.
I am not who I seem to be.
I am not sitting here ,
waiting for you to notice me.
But waiting for you to see.
See that it was all a lie.
None of it was true at heart.
And it just..fell apart.
All that I wanted was you.
And now youre here.
So there should be
nothing to fear.
Yet I can lie in bed at night.
Feeling not to be alright.
And a whisper can reach.
And a shadow can crawl.
And I can wonder ,
if you were there ,
threw it all.
If it hadnt been you ,
and it hadnt been me ,
then what is there left to see?
A twisted lie ,
Danagled high
as a prize?
Another day forgotten to the mind ,
The images unseen by our eyes.
I could be lying.
And say that i am crying.
I could be saying that a memory is happy
, just to recall.
But after all , it was only a memory.
And this shall too be only a memory.
What do you what to hear?
That im still there?
And will be there?
Pass on to the next.
The world preplexed.
See as far as you can see.
But no matter what you think ,
this is not me.
Only seen in fair glimpses
of moments previously unknown to all.
And you fall.
And you crawl.
And you think.
Of all the M E M O R I E S
Left fogotten.
And now its all gotten to my head.
To my head.
And I lay awake in my bed.
The covers are lain.
And there is pain.
And there is crimson apon my eyes.
And I will tell no lies.
I will say what I needed.
And what went wrong.
In the courus of some deathly song.
Just stay strong.
Memories is all.
Memories just.
Memories everything ,
the only thing left to lust.
Desire for the past.
And regret even for the futures of time.
Let me tell you ,
this is no ordinary rythm.
Just give me a little time.
Just a moment to see.
Just a moment to know.
Just a moment.
Let it all show.
Uncalled names.
Unknown faces.
Strange places.
What has this echoing space become?
I know there is more in this cage of my mind.
But this I cannot seem to find.
Words , or word rather , painted 'pon the walls ,
covering the once satian white face ,
Echos threw.
And I will never remember you.
You never existed.
Never knew your face.
Never expeirinced a warm embrace.
And this it shall stay.
Until one day.
No honestly , what did you expect to see?
Given up , hopeless , lost?
Well aparently you have forgotten.
That everything is just a memory.
Let me be.
Let me be.
I am setting you free.
Never known your face.
Never known a warmed embrace.
Never knew the ghost of you.
And you never knew.
Strangers is all.
And with this last fall ,
this pen shall drop from my bloodstained hand ,
and I have revisited this plan.
I have set you free ,
by means of a dagger ,
across your nape ,
you asked for it.
You told me.
That you only wanted to be set free.
Well now youre gone.
And goodbye has now long since come.
Its time to drop this pen ,
from my blood stained hand ,
and pick up the dagger once more ,
To finish off this plan.
I am not who I seem to be.
I am not sitting here ,
waiting for you to notice me.
But waiting for you to see.
See that it was all a lie.
None of it was true at heart.
And it just..fell apart.
All that I wanted was you.
And now youre here.
So there should be
nothing to fear.
Yet I can lie in bed at night.
Feeling not to be alright.
And a whisper can reach.
And a shadow can crawl.
And I can wonder ,
if you were there ,
threw it all.
If it hadnt been you ,
and it hadnt been me ,
then what is there left to see?
A twisted lie ,
Danagled high
as a prize?
Another day forgotten to the mind ,
The images unseen by our eyes.
I could be lying.
And say that i am crying.
I could be saying that a memory is happy
, just to recall.
But after all , it was only a memory.
And this shall too be only a memory.
What do you what to hear?
That im still there?
And will be there?
Pass on to the next.
The world preplexed.
See as far as you can see.
But no matter what you think ,
this is not me.
Only seen in fair glimpses
of moments previously unknown to all.
And you fall.
And you crawl.
And you think.
Of all the M E M O R I E S
Left fogotten.
And now its all gotten to my head.
To my head.
And I lay awake in my bed.
The covers are lain.
And there is pain.
And there is crimson apon my eyes.
And I will tell no lies.
I will say what I needed.
And what went wrong.
In the courus of some deathly song.
Just stay strong.
Memories is all.
Memories just.
Memories everything ,
the only thing left to lust.
Desire for the past.
And regret even for the futures of time.
Let me tell you ,
this is no ordinary rythm.
Just give me a little time.
Just a moment to see.
Just a moment to know.
Just a moment.
Let it all show.
Uncalled names.
Unknown faces.
Strange places.
What has this echoing space become?
I know there is more in this cage of my mind.
But this I cannot seem to find.
Words , or word rather , painted 'pon the walls ,
covering the once satian white face ,
Echos threw.
And I will never remember you.
You never existed.
Never knew your face.
Never expeirinced a warm embrace.
And this it shall stay.
Until one day.
No honestly , what did you expect to see?
Given up , hopeless , lost?
Well aparently you have forgotten.
That everything is just a memory.
Let me be.
Let me be.
I am setting you free.
Never known your face.
Never known a warmed embrace.
Never knew the ghost of you.
And you never knew.
Strangers is all.
And with this last fall ,
this pen shall drop from my bloodstained hand ,
and I have revisited this plan.
I have set you free ,
by means of a dagger ,
across your nape ,
you asked for it.
You told me.
That you only wanted to be set free.
Well now youre gone.
And goodbye has now long since come.
Its time to drop this pen ,
from my blood stained hand ,
and pick up the dagger once more ,
To finish off this plan.
