I cannot stand the sound of silence
Ringing in my ears
Since I slowed down the frantic pace
Downshifted into lower gears
So now I slowly crawl again
The thoughts that never left return
I wonder what the point is
Why I just refuse to learn
There is no love left in my heart
For anyone but myself alone
I love every action I have taken
To hear condemnations ringing tone

There is nothing so pure as a sinner
So uncontrolled as to do
What others have just been thinking
Without propriety to construe
This is the price that we all shall pay
There is no one who escapes
This is the pointless game of life
With ever increasing stakes
Play on play on those noble tunes
Duty, honor, love, faith, hope
While underneath this symphony's song
The base line futile has the broadest scope

This world is a mistake but how do I know
No place of warming comfort find I
Yet long for this end of struggle
What do I fight with my pathetic alibi
There is no good thing held out for me
That I cannot destroy with my very own hand
There is nothing I cannot ruin
By rushing ahead with emotions not planned
The is so much to hear but I am very deaf
There is so much to see but I am very blind
So I wander like Helen Keller in anger
Without wanting to learn, to just sit so resigned

I love the battle and the stress
I love the cold dark emptiness
I love the unfeeling insanity wheeling
I love the heart's comfort in constantly dealing
I love the broken shards of emotions
I love the sweet intoxicating potions
I love the dreaded uncontrolled high
I love the peice of my soul trade to die
I love every hated minute in every place
I love every roiling ingestional case
I love my depravity as I screw others over
I love my flattery as I lie to my lover
I find my life in nothing pure
I find my life is nothing sure

So wander here in darkness
And darkness here does flow
Forgetful of the shining light
That once I used to know

04/18/2004

Author's Note: I have all the answers but they all still look like crap.

Posted on 04/19/2004
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