Thoughtless
Thoughtless rantings of yesterday's sin
That's where my consciousness lives
I savor the ever growing conflict within
Knowing all too well another day's lost
I sing the songs that darken the heart
and I dance at the foot of the mountains
The music I hear will tear us apart
Yes in so many ways it's my longing
They whisper the words right in my ears
and I smile in a bittersweet comfort
they tease for the darkest of our fears
So I wait only for my next command
Such a waste of a perfect day
I think to myself once in awhile
inside my heart there is a fray
and in this fact I find comfort.
Copyright © Blake Hannah | Year Posted 2012
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