Sunday, September 23, 2007

Lies Resurfacing

Day after day my soul turns dry and brown
Like flowers on a long forgotten grave
Yesterday is dead and tomorrow is a screaming nightmare
Why the fuck should I want to greet tomorrow
When its promise is nothing but a hollow lie?

Do you want me to lie and tell you that everything is rosy sunshine sky blue
When really everything is a stinking cesspool cemetery
Where the coffins have been pushed to the surface by the earthquakes of remembered misery
Yesterday is an agreed upon set of bullshit
Tomorrow is a fucking illusion
And today is an empty set of broken promises

I think all I want is to be left alone
In bad company
With the rotting corpses of my dead hopes
In the long-forgotten graveyard
Of my murdered dreams.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Bad

How meaningless I am
And when I am sad
Everybody disappears
Nobody hears.

Lily