(0138) the deadliest addiction
i've found it to be useless because dreams don't last forever. she speaks out of turn, but i don't mind. summer is only here for a flash. we could do better if they asked us to. twisted off your sorrow and turned it in to something lovely. reasoned with your demons, and we struck a deal. you give me the choice, and i choose not to kneel. again. again. again. again.
i'm standing in your garden. there's nothing here for me. there's nothing here that's out of reach. but i don't need your apples. no, i don't need your fruit. just let go, and i'll be on my way. i bite the hand that feeds me because i choose to feed myself. and the world could disappear. and it wouldn't matter much. to be or not to be - that is not the question. to agree or disagree - it doesn't matter what you think. the importance of the moment is fleeting can't you see. but it's not just what you don't see. it's how you choose to bleed. it's how you understand your needs.
comfortable living....comfortable shoes. just repent your sins away, but you do it every day. you imagine paradise like some eternal holiday. but if god abandons me, well then there's not much i can do. i didn't want to turn and walk away. i didn't want to go astray. i didn't want to regret any promise made, but it's come down to the innocence of youth and to the intersections of many different truths. and i know i'm alone. that's one thing i've always known. but i'll pretend i don't - because my soul has pulled everything away. away... but my heart chooses to stay.
i'm standing in your garden. there's nothing here for me. there's nothing here that's out of reach. but i don't need your apples. no, i don't need your fruit. just let go, and i'll be on my way. i bite the hand that feeds me because i choose to feed myself. and the world could disappear. and it wouldn't matter much. to be or not to be - that is not the question. to agree or disagree - it doesn't matter what you think. the importance of the moment is fleeting can't you see. but it's not just what you don't see. it's how you choose to bleed. it's how you understand your needs.
comfortable living....comfortable shoes. just repent your sins away, but you do it every day. you imagine paradise like some eternal holiday. but if god abandons me, well then there's not much i can do. i didn't want to turn and walk away. i didn't want to go astray. i didn't want to regret any promise made, but it's come down to the innocence of youth and to the intersections of many different truths. and i know i'm alone. that's one thing i've always known. but i'll pretend i don't - because my soul has pulled everything away. away... but my heart chooses to stay.

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