Monday, May 29, 2006

jaded chaos

he was no dreamer
yet dreams chased him just the same
he had a vaccant childs mind
but still he danced in the rain
with eyes of hazel silver
piercing with their stare
drawn from blinking more than once
in fear of causing error
on dark nights he brings light
on light day he brings deep shade
in the cornfields slowly singing
sad songs to fend from the blade
healthy souls are dwindling
most are good as dead
finger triggers bullet through the barrol
aiming strait for his head
the image that is shown is one unknown
words said of soft spoken lies
the image is one that has never been shown
the image of you through the other peoples eyes

as i miss you here i sit alone
in the dark i write to myself
as i run through every thought i own
sinners come and sinners go
but they are sinners just the same
the world is what ever you show
in the eyes of our savior nothing is perfect
as good as things sometimes seem
they are not always worth it
life is a mystery but to some it is solved
once your part of the puzzle is complete
you get to sit back and watch the rest evolve

you gotta believe people that seek the truth
and doubt the ones that find it
for most of your life is decided in your youth
so live it well because you can not rewind it
science is organized knowledge
wisdom is organized life
you gain knowlege by going to college
but it takes time to get wisdom right
but all can be shattered in one small step
when greed comes into to play
then all you can do is pick up whats left
and start over and be thankful to live another day
greed is a fat demon with a small mouth
anything you feed it will not be enough
it bites at your will and makes you want to shout
the truth is condensed in love

as these things run through his head
he wonders how much more he can get outa this life
but every second that goes by that has wishes of him dead
will be one more second wasted tonight
still he is no dreamer
yet dreams chase him just the same
even though he has a vaccant childs mind
he still has the excitment to dance out in the rain
there is a part of your heart that never gets older
and other parts rot just as fast as your mind
but as time ticks by the world gets colder
before we get to witness the destruction we all go blind





JC

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