Saturday, August 21, 2010

Broken

If it's broke, will you fix it?

Failing the Napfa test. Again.
Failing the Math test. Again.
Failing to get a response from you. Again.

You used to give me hope, the light to my path.
Is it winter? Why
So cold then.
Is it night? Why
Can't I see anything.
Nothing to live for.

Flaws. Fears.
Is it esteem, self-
Merely? Or
Is fate being its usual self.
Oh yeah, carry on
Ignorance is familiar.

Yea. Nope. Okay. Bye.
Single, single in every way of the word-
Am I over-reading this.
Is the impossible hope still around?
Has it left or
Stayed to torment me?

Can't leave what you took aboard;
Can't retrieve what you gave away;
I've just given and given have I lost my salvation-
I'm just going mad am I?
No success in anything, no glimmer of hope-
Tears aren't even clear anymore.

Yea, yea turn your back on me.
I see, I know, I flinch, I can't
Carry on this way-
Somehow or other something's gotta give.
I can't give you up.
So just twist the knife, slowly.

Can you hear the rain on the roof of this empty house?
A heart is a home.
Windows shut, doors bolted.
Lightning, wind and cruel storms!
How long more-
For this house to break?
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Broken

If it's broke, will you fix it?

Failing the Napfa test. Again.
Failing the Math test. Again.
Failing to get a response from you. Again.

You used to give me hope, the light to my path.
Is it winter? Why
So cold then.
Is it night? Why
Can't I see anything.
Nothing to live for.

Flaws. Fears.
Is it esteem, self-
Merely? Or
Is fate being its usual self.
Oh yeah, carry on
Ignorance is familiar.

Yea. Nope. Okay. Bye.
Single, single in every way of the word-
Am I over-reading this.
Is the impossible hope still around?
Has it left or
Stayed to torment me?

Can't leave what you took aboard;
Can't retrieve what you gave away;
I've just given and given have I lost my salvation-
I'm just going mad am I?
No success in anything, no glimmer of hope-
Tears aren't even clear anymore.

Yea, yea turn your back on me.
I see, I know, I flinch, I can't
Carry on this way-
Somehow or other something's gotta give.
I can't give you up.
So just twist the knife, slowly.

Can you hear the rain on the roof of this empty house?
A heart is a home.
Windows shut, doors bolted.
Lightning, wind and cruel storms!
How long more-
For this house to break?
Post a Comment