Tuesday, April 22, 2014

It's About That Time (To Bring Forth The Rhythm & The Rhyme)....

Here with your latest installment of more of my jumbled words from the mid-90's...


SHADOW PLAY
Dream the dream of a thousand lies
pain's the reality your brain still denies
the truth so painful you cannot accept
turn and ignore the tears that you've wept
run while you can, no use to hide
from the darkness you feel deep inside
the more you try, the harder it seems
feel the burn as your soul does scream
trip into darkness, fall through the light
faster and farther, you're losing your sight
spinning through void
with your heart they have toyed
once blissful soul, through anger destroyed
trapped in unknown, rage has grown
shadow dancing's become your home
with the pain that's made you real
before the god of fear you kneel
touched by the hand, you start to shudder
through clenched teeth you barely mutter
sounds of the hell within
'neath the layer of burning skin
feel the fire as it grows
see the darkness no one knows

ECHOES
Desperate voices speak within
with those words begin again
echoing anger, screaming rage
still unwilling to turn the page
they speak of love not soon forgot
remnant feelings these are not
still a rage burns in your soul
for too long, without control
lingering feelings, hate remains
so sick and tired of playing these games
lash out and hurt, control still denied
lies telling lies, the voices have tried
telling the truth of a past not learned
repeated attempts, blind eyes have turned
denial, betrayal, thoughts turn to the past
knowing at heart, a dream just can't last

MIRRORS
mirror image, pain reflected
once again - true self rejected
you have lied and you have cried
by yourself life's been denied
mirrored fear - whirling death
speaking words with dying breath
mirror shows what's trapped within
years of pain worn on your skin
still blind as mice to the proof
yet your eyes scream of the truth
your worst fear still as you grow
reflected is no face you know
but patience isn't yours to grasp
slipping through your fingers, last
years and years, reflections change
as you wake up to the game

HOPE
New release changing the old
making false all that you've been told
erasing all life, all that you've been taught
again denied for what you have fought
striving to reach that next plateau
by all ignored, denied you still grow
refusal to accept this as the fact
struggling with the wall at your back
yet don't stop, don't ever give up
fight to the finish, goodnight and good luck

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