Monday, July 18, 2005

Grief

Let me drown in my own tears
Choke on my own sighs
Collapse under my own weight

Ah, what a drag this life is
Apathy and coldness a mask
For brokenness and scars
To walk halfway believing
That lies are truth, truth lies
Bothered by memories
Of dark days gone by
Or whate’er it was we called
A pale fragment of life
Spent searching and seeking
The truth, the end we so desire.