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Tuesday, May 17, 2005


   Mother, mother, why do you cry?
I understand, you dont mean to pull me down, but you're pulling me to the ground with your sobs and your tears. Have you not lost your sensitivity after all these years? I have. I'm just an empty soul, look into my eyes and you'll know... cuz there's nothing there. Tear me to pieces while you bash my father for things he should have but did not say, it doesnt matter anyway, I cant feel the stake pounding through my black heart. I only see what comes of it, tis how i know that black hearts still bleed red blood. YES YOU RAISED ME! NO, HE DID NOT! THERES NO REASON TO BE DISTRAUGHT! He's skating on thin ice as it is, leave him alone, it is what it is. Lets move on lets get a move on, don't be late for the nothing of tommorrow i feel no sorrow, only emptiness, I saw a glimpse of ecstasy while piloting the boat, waves lapping, slapping freely, glittering off the sun, water so blue and green, so pretty, it burst open my heart, gave it a pulse of red, but back to reality, the ecstasy is gone, my heart is once again dead. But i dont blame you, and I shouldn't. Hell is fine for now.
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