Sunday, September 19, 2010

The Time When

The death of the day
Is the reason of the night
Taken by the senses
They pursue their lives
Like another love
That you couldn't see
Till it was too late
To change

Our design
Our dangerous
Security
We can't see the light
For the day
Cause we're too close
To our own
Hearts

The pain
Helps you see straight
Like a lost cause
Consumes
Those who follow

A special remedy
For those
Unable
To touch the beauty of the world
As if we could ever see
For the sake of our eyes
They serve the body
As we serve the higher
Why don't you save the world
From itself
Another reason
To wonder why
I am your desire

It was enough
To decide
For myself
That it was all wrong

So carry your futile
Personality
A response
To the righteous
And the wicked
When it feels like
It's all over
For all of us

Like the answer
Was temporary enough
For some subtle
Recognition

Flaws were spent
In service
For something unknown
I spent my past
Seeking the pleasant
When all I needed
Was to not be
Forsaken

A separate story
Teaching us how to run
Away
No way to see
In anything but black and white
The color of our lives

Looking back
There's no way
To see straight
Without
And end for something real
That we held so close
So don't listen to your
Arrogance

Listen and again
We will seek
The sound coming through us
It's real

An arrogance
That you couldn't get rid of
As much as you tried
The revelation
Of your soul
Saying one more time
Over and over again

We could all pursue
The happening
The persistence
That we carried forward
To another choice
Made in respite
Of what we needed

Never made another choice
That's what you hoped for
Like it could be forever
What happened
It made you what you are

All the fire
All the design
Was never enough
To put a stop
To the murder
Of our design
The thoughts
In our mind
The way we spent our time

Presently we saw
How we all made it out alive
It was like we save our life
In time for everything
To change
Once again
Like the chance we've become

Dieing is an artform
As well as what you've hoped for
People pass by
Whatever they don't know
Like the murder
Of our mind
Seeking the new
In time for the time
When you realize it all

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