02.14.04 - 4:13 am
i found myself today
out back in the shed
i was tucked underneath old newspapers
and scattered articles of revolution
in a world of plastic faces,
we were seekers of truth
in this world of predetermined
stunning fate,
i am god
we dusted off old photographs,
and pointed out eachothers mistakes
we realized eternity was happening
above our heads
in our world of plastic faces
we were bleeding eachother dry,
i just wanted you to die
clothes bloodied by rage
stained of death
ripped by love
torn by destiny
raped in truth
bitten of sex,
cut by absolution
i found myself today
out back in the shed
i was tucked underneath old newspapers
and scattered articles of divinity,
scared of heaven,
i'm scared of heaven
it's lonely there.
