Take me away
From the iron city
Full of empty houses.
Houses where the empty people live,
The dried up people.
The people with ion souls.
Take me away
From that terrible place
Where what I am
Is not the same as what
They want me to be.
Take me away
From the iron cit
Before the iron people
Make me one of them.
Before the system fades me
I am always
Walking on quicksand.
Always on
The verge of sinking.
One more false step,
One more tiny movement
Away from the abyss.
Think I've only
Got 2 more minutes
Till I'll fall.
But the 2 minutes pass
And my head
Remains above ground.
Not sure exactly how
Or why.
Then a happy moment,
At the end of the day
And prevent me
From remaining in the light.
If I cannot step
Into the house
With the fluorescent lights,
Then we must both
Remain in the darkness
And the cold outside
With rage against the people
Who own the light.
Do not leave me
To go to that other place
Without taking me along
At the end of the day.
If I can't go,
A storm is gathering
On the ocean today.
The sea is churning,
Rumbling, foaming.
Sailors are panicked.
They must prepare
Because a storm is gathering
And there could be a disaster.
A storm is gathering
On the road today.
Drivers fear the worst
As they seek shelter.
But they don't know the area.
They don't know what's nearby.
And so they frantically
Scour the city
Every time I turn
The corner,
No matter where I am,
These figures stay behind me.
Always whispering,
Wondering why I am not
A wax figurine
Which someone put through a mould
And telling me
I am not good enough
The way I am.
And yet they wave
Their arms and scream that
They want me to be
Who I am, be myself,
That they don't want me
She feels like
She's being looked at
Under a microscope.
It's like she's a
Science experiment.
They always want
To examine every detail
Of her life.
It seems endless.
They will not
Be satisfied,
For they will always
Want to know more
And when they've learned
Everything there is to know,
They'll still want
I want to do it so badly;
The one thing I've promise not to do.
The thing people hate me most for.
The thing nobody notices I do.
The thing nobody expects me to do.
I want to do it...
So badly.
I haven't slept all night,
Using video games and anime to clear my mind.
I can already hear the birds chirping.
The night has not been kind.
I thought the darkness would help me see,
But I couldn't see at all.
I thought I could somehow be free,
But my eyes have yet to fall.
I've been awake all night,
Thoughts continually flowing through my head.
My eyes are being weighed down,
They're the weight of lead.
I've been questioning my sanity,
Can a nyctophilliac love anything but darkness?
Can this insomniac,
Achieve some sort of bliss?
The cloud look bright,
Everyone is happy,
In that day,
But when the cloud turning grey,
Everyone in tears,
Storm everywhere,
Trying to hit someone,
Look,
The cloud control you,
Whether in bright or grey,
And you just let them,
Let them control yourself.
Forever.
I can tell you what I think, I'm just scared
I can do what I want to, I'm just scared
scared of what you might say
what you might do
I'm scared that you're gonna give up like the others
that you are gonna leave me
that you'll turn around and never look back
I knew it would happen at some point
I just didn't think it would be this soon
I'm sorry but I left first without a proper goodbye
I hate myself for that
I'm just scared
Forever is a word I never want to hear
Its scary and a really long time
If you say it to my I wouldn't know how to react
Normally I would go and say no and put my own self esteem down
I would probably change the subject
Or leave
You wouldn't care really no-one would
'If I died what would you do?'
I asked you that and you changed the subject.
What does that mean?
Because I dont know
Does that mean you just didnt want to answer it or did you feel like you couldn't for the answer that you would give
Please tell me
But dont tell me 'forever'
As it closes in they run, wolves.
The fire won’t just burn
It strips the earth in a fast paced run
Are you fast? Swift?
You can’t beat it to the mountain
To the cool sheets that a wait you there, rain.
The soothing feel of rain,
Or the gnawing teeth of a wolf?
Escape this churning world; a crevice in the mountain
Until you feel that need, that burn.
Again you’re running, light and swift.
Your body slowly gives, no longer can you run.
Is that your only option, to run?
To dream of the harsh kiss of rain.
But in this moment, you’re not swift
The tearing, ripping wolf