Passion, In the heat of the night is that all that matters? It's not who you are or what you did, it's just the feeling of the skin. Pressing against one another, sweat dripping from your body, passion starts to spark from the first gasp of pleasure. Eyes grow teary from the pain, yet are filled with joy.
Hate, Is it in that moment when all you want to do is kill? It's not what you look like, it's what you did. Hurting thoughs around you and never saying sorry. It's for being so cruel and always doing what ever it takes to get what you want.
Shame, Is it the feeling inside that you get when you do something wrong? Is it the aching in your stomach when you go by the person or thing you did it to? Why does it get to us, yet when we are doing it we feel nothing at all? Why most we ache inside? The shame of being alive.
Fear, Is it the fright in our eyes, when night casts over the sunny sky? Is it that shadow inside that rips at are heart. The pounding speeding up inside getting faster and faster, it hurts to breathe in and out. The cold that surrounds us making it hard to move, harder to breathe, harder to live.....
Sorrow, Is it the feeling deep inside that says "Give up"? Is it the feeling inside that says "Not to trust"? What is this feeling of sorrow? Where does it come from? Where did it get it's name....? I ask you here,I ask you now...Who is responsible for this sorrow? We are....for we are the ones who did the deed that brought forth this pain, it all leads back to us. The names said behind are back, the friend stabbing us in the back, the unwanted baby in our arms, the blood dripping from are wrists....We are the guilty...the guilty ones of the world.
Love, there is a tricky one. What is love? Is it a bug that attachs it's self to us and makes us happy? Is it a curse that comes around and hurts us sooner or later? Anit-Love might be the way to go...Butterflies in the stomach, and the racing of the heart....I mean that can't be healthy....Or is this love something to always look towards in the sun rise? Is love really what can save us from ever lasting pain? Does the world move for love.....? What is this love we speak of?
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[.Beautiful Lies.] · Sun Aug 28, 2005 @ 07:19am · 0 Comments |