Thursday, May 21, 2009
It's You
Speak of remorseSpeak of guilt
Speak of anger
Speak of emotions
Speak of resentment
I had it
Insecure -Everything feels like a movie. Cut the trance. Rid the chase. Save us. You're my last hope, don't fail me now.
Let me ramble for once - Before you call me emotional and wrecked piece of meat, this is a disclaimer. Haha
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I'm oblivious to everything. What will you do, if you were thrwarted towards everything that was wrong. Plummeted against your own heart's cry. Compressed from every side, the immune-ness had been crushed by outraged battles that had formed inside your head, causing you to hurt badly. I blamed God for the sudden turn of events. I did. Wrong, you don't argue with he who creates lightning.
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I should stop running away. But I can't face it.
Nothing is what it seems, its all so messed up, so complex. And my vexed impatience is only making matters worse. No one, would understand my agitation, no one would find me, at the corner of First and Amistad. I am becoming empty and hollow, I admit, but one that can survive dryness, is really something. Trying to phrase my frustration into words is difficult.
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I never did like ritualistic
I never did like rigidness
I never did like routine
I never did like control
But like is subjective
And never, was not a choice
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Reality, it hurts so damn bad. I wanna run, away from this screwed up sinful place, where mindless creatures exist. From all this mess, maybe for a moment, I believed I was free. The voices I can't stop, the words I can't phrase, the heart, I can choose.
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Speak of remorse
Speak of guilt
Speak of anger
Speak of emotions
Speak of resentment
By the grace of God
Speak of guilt
Speak of anger
Speak of emotions
Speak of resentment
By the grace of God
It would be gone
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Congratulations, if you have read this far.
But what can I say
What can I do?
But offer this heart of mine
All to You.
On 9:25 PM, Elizabeth Zee Sparks let go.
