The Fine Taste Of A Bit Of Tobacco After A Day With You
Suffering the diease of the inquistors
Tortured to confess
To your crimes
Innocence lost in the darkness
Struggling for a hold
Why do you fail to see the fragileness?
Dangling on the edge
This precipice of insanity
As your noose of blame cuts ever deeper
Scapegoat for your lies and evil
All I do is bear the blame
Drag the chains of so many
For my invisible fingerprints
I wish sometimes,
Sunlight would evaporate me
No wall of the concious
Could hold me back
Your black demons
Have eaten through my so-called angels
No time for rest, I must run
From your persicution
How many times
Have I wished, prayed
That God would bleach me out
Leave me invisible
I want to be alone
I want to be no one
Like a song
That you can't quite find the words
But the melody's just as sweet
Perhaps more so
For the unknown of it all
I want to be a nobody
So I can walk through the crowds
With impunity
Knowing you'll never
Grasp truth in me
So give up
GO AWAY
And let me be
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