March 23rd 2006

Times hard like these,
Kill me within;
So time starts to freeze,
To this unbearable sin;
To which I am condemned
And forced to obey,
Which is when I go astray
And run undefended.

It is when time turns its back upon me,
And becomes my foe;
It grabs me mercilessly,
And pulls me, without ever letting go;
It takes me back in a time of my past,
In which I'm scared to roam,
I cry in screams in an everlast,
Wish of wanting to go home.

It drowns me in the despair of my own history,
Of which I wish not to speak,
For I have to accept it humbly,
And feels its daily reek;
Hidden tears try to get free,
Behind the dam I build behind my eyes,
So I will be able to see,
And not be blinded by lies.