Broken Eyes

Broken eyes,
Forgotten lies,
Shattered tears,
And endless fears...

My stone heart is slowly breaking from the lies...
The frozen fire behind my eyes
Leaves me blind
And lost in thought throughout my dieing mind.

I've been waiting for your smiles...
But the more I wait...I find myself lost in more trials...
I am afraid...
Afraid to be through
dealing with you.

Even though you made my life feel like daggers tearing me apart,
There has always been something about you that I could not resist
from deep down inside of my heart.
And now my heart is stone cold...
And so I've been told
to forget about you and move on...
But there is something about you that makes me need you more and more
before I have to make myself close the door...
But I will be forever gone lying on the floor,
drowning in my dark tears
as red as the roses crying under the rain.

I suffered this pain so much...
So much that I find it completely normal to live through
in such tragic ways
throughout these dark days.

I wish I could move on the way you can move on without me...
Bad, but at least free
and not locked away inside the wrong me.

Your blank stares make me go insane
like being tangled up in sharp chains
that drain the life out of me.

And though this is how it has been meant to be:
you without me,
leaving me lost
and keeping you free.
How has it been easy for you not to need me?

I understand that you are using me,
and I haven't shown you that I can see that!
I am tired of being so numb...
And look at what I have become...

I have been living under your commands...
And though you have taken me the darkest way by hand,
I don't want to be through
dealing with you...
In fact, that is how I've been living so long.

There have been good times, bad times, and evil times...
But I'm the one that chose to come back to this hell...
And I am the one that fell
a million miles down to nowhere,
where all you can feel is anger, jealousy, hate, and broken love
that is all shoved back into your suffering cold soul and stone heart..
And tragically, it appears that my heart marks the spot to place this painful dart..
I don't want to be through dealing with you...
And yet it is time I do what it takes to be free...
And this is how it's meant to be for me...
to free myself from this cold body prison
so I can live the other form of life...
the kind where you don't have to end with a rose colored knife in hand
under someone's demand...
the kind of life where I see happy smiles and laughter
but only after....
after I feel this last pain...

Espero que les haya gustado.

Ana Laura