Pool of Blood
Feeling self averted in this silence
I’ll take hold of anything that helps me deny
Dreaming that I’m free of this
I’ll smile as I’m reaching bliss
But something still inside me tells me why
I’m seeing death as I am thrown upon it
Down and out I stare as I return
People with their bloody eyes
Dying hearts that only lie
Just give me something that will make this burn
Self assured lies
Paralyse
Repeating cries
Until I die
If I pull myself and catch up with expectance
I know that I must swim under the pool
Bloody rivers, veins of earth
Hold my breath and make it worse
But in the end I know that this will make me cool
Self assured mind
I am blind
Circles I find
I’m here until I die
In a world where angels voices can not sing
A world where only devils ever win
Justifying feared states
Dependence falls upon our hate
I can never stand in peace when I live in sin
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2006
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