Another daze, a story that takes place

The villain and the hero in the final race

Our destiny written in the pages of our hearts

The letters embossed like a work of art

 

Does anybody hear the stifled cries?

A ravaged heart and the tears that never dry

The everlasting romance between life and death

The dance with love that steals away breaths

 

Does anybody know what we are living for?

Now that we stand behind unhinged doors

The broken windows of opportunity make you fret

The apparitions of memories like breath on cold sweat

 

No matter what scathed dreams we always hold our smiles

As a rose we entice to ensnare with thorns unseen when beguiled

A sword sheathed beneath the heart waits to strike

Another wicked, treacherous lie takes another into the night

 

In the caliginous depths of life the show must go on

Another morrow on the battlefield the rising east calls upon

The cracks may be shaking and the make-up may be flaking

Though we walk dignified on stage as our hearts keep on breaking

 

On and on, the merry-go-round spins

A kiss from a lover a stolen sin

The judgment withers brittle bones

Words mutilate like sharpened stones

 

With hunched shoulders we carry the world

Smothered in twisted hands with fingers tightly curled

The culprit is no more than grotesque sins so deadly

Gluttony and pride stand between us and the black key

 

That ultimate key which unlocks the doors

But with power derives consequence, beauty or gore

The aberration of human nature to win it all

Takes over like an insidious shadow that calls

 

It whispers in our ears to pick up the glinting knife

Enticing our weaknesses to come cause strife

Mischievous devils that lay in wait

The heavy feeling that we never can shake

 

We leave behind our innocence with vulnerable trust

We only do what we are told we must

Our hearts desires act only on lust

As war begins all our morals rust

 

Though no matter the loss we always seem to gain

We earn more anger and never enough pain

We lose our way, all our thoughts a maze

Always trying to escape life’s eerie haze

 

Though one without the other would tip the scale

The goodness would suffocate and the evil would prevail

You cannot dare without caution or fail without success

The days must wreak havoc while the night gives placid rest

 

How do we carry on with the cracks in our backs?

Our minds age eternal, our thoughts never relax

We predominate through the lies till time comes to its end

Time may heal wounds, but the scars never mend.

~christyV. November 5^th, 2012 2:51 AM