It makes me wonder when i stare into these eyes
where will the world be when i die
where will i be in this hell on earth
will i have lived or still bear this curse
this curse that instills unhappy happenings
sometimes i feel like the whole worlds stabbing me
incriminating evidence, intimidating presences
searing through my elements, everytime i fell again
noone there to pick me up, lonely lies and sins
suffer every burn and cut, as the storm begins to roll in
as the rain pours down i just sit and soak
drowning in my pity on my own words i choke
i know ill never understand how this crazy world works
but i can only imagine how much more i can endure
and the weight of the world, of something so cold
or the painful reminiscing of someone to hold
i remember the past and see what i had
it went by so fast and now i am left sad
what will they say as im lying in my bed
the deadly premonitions of letters never read
what will they do when they realize what ive spoken
the prediction of atrocity from another heart broken
another soul seeker falls weak at the knees,
while yet another just trips on the breeze
we never really realize the world isnt what it seems
until we have our own worlds ripped apart at the seams
we never believe it until we see it, a season of treason about us
benefit of doubt to try to relieve us, left with no reason to doubt us
what you see isnt always what you get, someda it all falls through
but live your life with no regrets, theres nothing left to lose
misery loves company like death loves the dark
as depression increases it flows off the charts
the feelings concealed but never revealed, bound by lock and chain
feeling creative and under sedated, can still feel the pain
it does is best to never rest, this shadow of remorse
hiding inside, the line dived the toll and takes is course
the writing and rhyming of off colored timing
feelings and fighting are what truly define me, the battles in my mind
the understated and underrated bond by common grounds
cuz both are related and both are hated due to what has been found
so when the time comes for my life to be done where will my place be
where is fun, my feelings will run, what will they see
deep inside tempers blaring, cuz noone is caring, fooled by lust again
there'll be a day the price you will pay when you wont trust again
and as my time closes the better i feel
fuck all the roses, no use to me,i know ill never heal
the faster i fall the shorter the call
when the ends near, have no fear
a pictures worth 1000 words but a memorys forever
think about hearts of past and nothing will get better
Dustin B. Unrath 6/8/08
