My lifes a ruin.
I'm running away -
Bury my head in the sand.
I can't cope with this no more.
My soul is aching -
Crying.
Help Me someone,
Don't just stand there and snigger.
My soul is like shattered glass,
Lying naked on the floor.
One false movement and it shatters -
It's fragile.
Peel back the shields,
Uncover the truth.
I need someone to help pick up the pieces of my shattered glass soul-
My transparent, predictable soul.
Cover me up now -
So I can hide.
I don't want to see me.
Hate boils in my blood.
I'm weeping prayers of a life lost,
Carrying feelings,
Carrying emotions.
They are bleeding my dry.
I'm worn out,
I'm worn down.
Help me please find an escape out this pit.
Ever Cursed for this thing you call life,
Never Damned as my blessing.
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Demeter - 4/04/03
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