Listen to
Strings ring inside my mind as I run miles around the sounds. Spinning your head, beating your heart out, eating your lie.
I'm too full to hold anymore pain. The memory fades and stains.
Strings ring around the rosies. My pockets are full of mud.
My hands have spilled more blood. I'd stop if I could.
Do they listen to this, do they really believe.
No body knows the trouble I've seen in this scene of beaten bitches, of burning witches.
Slipping into a sleep, a sleep free from dreams.
Slipping into a trip. Dream in your awakening, wake up to the ringing.
Strings sting my fingers as I beat them down. Beat your heart like I beat my head, like the drum is beaten til its dead.
This is what I've said, this is what I sing.
Listen to me
Believe.
Strings ring inside my mind as I run miles around the sounds. Spinning your head, beating your heart out, eating your lie.
I'm too full to hold anymore pain. The memory fades and stains.
Strings ring around the rosies. My pockets are full of mud.
My hands have spilled more blood. I'd stop if I could.
Do they listen to this, do they really believe.
No body knows the trouble I've seen in this scene of beaten bitches, of burning witches.
Slipping into a sleep, a sleep free from dreams.
Slipping into a trip. Dream in your awakening, wake up to the ringing.
Strings sting my fingers as I beat them down. Beat your heart like I beat my head, like the drum is beaten til its dead.
This is what I've said, this is what I sing.
Listen to me
Believe.
the_captain:
I like it!
remod66:
I always love it when you share your poetry...