This Thing Inside
Do you hear it?
that cracking sound,
It's just my heart breaking down.
Did you see that?
that sad broken man,
Who's lost and still not found.
Can you bear it?
this world that's down,
and quickly falling to the the ground.
Can you take it?
this constant feeling,
of joy within a rope and ceiling.
Through these years of pain and sorrow there's one thing i know,
If you take your heart out and parade it on a show,
You will be destroyed inside and feel every blow,
the pain grows on and all you can do is hang in there and watch it,
until that day the pain breaks free and takes you whole self with it,
until that day you'll be in shame and ask your self these questions.
Can you feel it?
that small thing,
that grows into a lonely ending.
Can you taste it?
that sour feeling,
that expands into a world of hate.
Do you hate it?
this constant ringing.
this voice inside wont keep quiet.
Will you stop it?
the final question,
by then it will be to late.
Copyright © Dylan Strom | Year Posted 2010
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