One More Time
One More Time
The decay of my spirit
Has left my bedroom in a foul odor
And I sit in my chair
Watching the outside world
A world full of happiness and delight
How could I fit in there
The shadows of my past
Continue to haunt my present
As I become lifeless
My heart rests on my desk
A dagger pierces the heart at the middle
But there is no flowing blood
To live without a heart
To thrive without a spirit
To exist without a soul
I have come to accept this
And this eternal punishment I've earned
I don't expect any pity
A picture is taped to my chest
It could be a woman or perhaps a demon
I will never truly know
This picture grieves me more
Than any dagger through my heart
I am haunted
And as I watch the world move on
I remain trapped in a past that doesn't exist
I can't see beyond the mist
To see people smiling on the outside
And to be lost on the inside empty and broken
I am a million miles away
To live without a heart
To thrive without a spirit
To exist without a soul
I watch the world outside
A world full of happiness and delight
I could never fit in there
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