thelastlost

At every step I feel my muscles burn Not in my legs, but in my chest they yearn For my feet don't point in my heart's direction Yet I know that I can never have her affection I want it all, and still I have this burning thought That for a heart I have always uselessly fought How can I win in this hopeless battle? I know not the words to say outside of our prattle I speak in whispers when what I need is to yell I stand silent when I've always known that I fell Broken bones do naught to slow or hinder My heart is not broken for it is only cinder A pale pile of the strong muscle that once burned Here I stand, wondering how I once y

What is it that you see in the shattered mirror? Do you really see all those pieces of a broken year? Or do you see the fool I was for the time I wasted All those times your lips I could have tasted Courage is a funny quality, wanted by all and yet Few men truly walk with the strength not to fret Their days shouldn't be spent in worry, and still You make their minds twist and turn far past their fill How can you make so many burn with desire? It's as though not a single one of us can acquire It's more like swinging in the dark for your heart We haven't a clue where our adventure starts What is it that you see in that shattered mir

I can't fathom how in this mist she endlessly stands Watching silently, heart broken, and outreached hands She whispers for the day that he'll finally come If she didn't stand by me I'd call patience dumb Yet, here I am standing at her side with a shiver Watching out into this life that is a raging river It flows past without a care, destroying all near by Breaking everyone who doesn't duck at the screaming lies The world has a way of rolling us, and breaking faith In this mist I see the simple beauty of a wraith I want to move, to take a dive, and yet here I stand Knowing she can't see me, but waiting with outstretched hands

 My curiosity is what has killed me, with words so short As though there is nothing more I should know, and yet so little I do My question is riddled with pointless endeavors, but there is one question. Can you live with whom I make you? Is it possible that you like it? I am not concerned with your fear and how it treats you To walk with fear is to dance with life, such a waltz is freedom Just know that to dance is to be one with your heart and emotions You don’t have to be alone with your fear and pain, that’s just cruel I’ll be here to learn who it is you can become with me Such is all I ask, and such is to be expect

My spring refuses her welcome At every corner she looks away As leaves slither across pavement She has banished the colors I love Long ago the blue skies were lost For months I have waited, carefully Hoping for the pain of winter to fade Praying that she’d wrap me in warmth Still here I sit, wishing her arrival To see the world finally start again Please lady spring come closer to me I am long over mistress winter’s touch Make these grays fade away today Why does she refuse her welcome?

I can only whisper so many broken lies Words lacking meaning, and with no ties Try as I might I can never make myself see I can’t do what I want, my mind never free Strange that of all it is me that won’t believe It’s a dangerous web that I can’t weave So please set me free, and do what I ask Lie to me, set me out on my very own task Don’t let me flounder don’t allow me to linger I only wish I wasn’t wrapped around your finger

With every step I realize this is what I must do That each time I glance into the mirror your not here It’s slow and painful, only friends pull me through Long ago I decided I’d shed my last and final tear I hate what I’ve become, battered, broken, and beaten These days are fading, and my memory sadly jaded Don’t I want you all to know the bitterness I’ve eaten? For those smiles I’m in pain, for darkness I’ve traded I must let it fade, say good day to my old ways I used to want love at every corner and now I’m done This is all about me, here I will walk the days Perhaps this isn’t o

How best can I utter the words that boil within? Should I scream them, leaving my voice cracked and broken? Perhaps I can do it in blood, a blade across my skin. I could use a whisper, with my voice barely spoken. I sit here with my options so few, my ideas running thin I could try and forget the world that’s simmering around me No matter what I do here I am with a battle that’s a sin I hate myself, and the world along with it; it’s easy to see There’s such a simple answer, the last option as I turn in Somehow I’ll make it through, not matter what it’s true I just wish there was a way to restart, a new

I’m walking through this broken wonderland. The pieces lying on the sides, scattered, lost Eyes focused down, looking for my lost hand Mind silent, prayers that I find it before frost Have you seen it, a piece of me that I still need? It might be among this broken and shattered heart Lost, carelessly with one wrong glace or deed I just move from here to there, and eyes just dart Once it was used for good, holding on carefully Helping to guide my mind as I helped their walk Such young foolishness, actions I used dare-fully I didn’t know that somehow I’d lose it on the clock None to slowly this world is crashing aroun

Watch carefully if you wish to see her feet skin the floor The hair that floats in the shadow, don’t watch the door It’s where she’s moving the shadow of the girl I know She’s broken and twisted, please don’t look, she’s not a show The tears are darkened ash on a shadow that’s dancing No longer the little girl I know, through the flowers prancing It breaks me as she’s is wracked with silent tears The pains of now and then, following and attaching for years I don’t want to stalk, but here I hide in shadow, the silent watch She’s a piece of cloth, what could have been is now a plain swa