Sunday, February 17, 2008
♥ 7:57 PM
There are cracks through your wall
The jagged lines where reality seeps in
It pierces your fantasy
Attacks it with bloodied knives
Don’t you see the blackness, Lisa?
It’s going to kill your fantasy
Take what you have left in the world
Throttle it and stamp it into the dust
Turn red and yellow and pink and orange
Into dull black and plain white
It’s closing in now, Olivia.
Feel the scars,
‘X’ marks the spot
Where your heart lies
It hums wearily, and oh-so-drearily
Do you hear the pain breaking through, Victoria?
Paint over the holes with coloured feelings
But you cannot hide or forget what lies beneath
Twist and turn into lapses of momentary insanity
Fight what tries to drag you deep into the abyss
Reality has not an innocent intent
It’s coming to get you, Elsa.
I hate your sugar-coated smile.
Dett.
