Freez Frame

let me just take a minute 
as I turn up the base and music 
as I rip another wall stone free 
to rid myself clean 
 
no. .. i can't help 
to hear myself bleed 
 
just gone for a minute, its ok 
my cold hand blue, still torture true 
where I fear it will pound and break on through 
making its way to the heart end chest 
back to my childhood mess 
 
no memmories can make it better 
no picture frame can stop these tears 
even if I fill them all with laughter 
because my album still holds the truth 
that I am trapped inside the pages 
and my face holds the proof 
 
that I live a life worth erasing 
holding a knife that stabs my placing 
because I see the brass and clay 
the smoke of darkness in each day 
 
no. .. i can't help 
to hear myself bleed 
 
its who I am.. its who i've always been

by lonedevil on 8 Nov 2005 at 21:27

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