October - December 3, 1999
Angel
i look to you, angel
your broken wings, you say defile.
but can’t you help me?

our hearts are joined in sorrow
mourning the death of sun we didn’t know
a lifetime of guilt,
shared in the halos that no longer shine above us.

are we so lost
that we cannot be found?
so ill that we cannot be saved?

this  world of hope has betrayed us
a life of joy confounds us
yet still you are pure.

your feathers fall upon the winds
as broken wings rest upon the horizon.
such sadness in such beauty.
we fly together now.

but i look to you, angel
have you no hope for tomorrow?
we have sinned
but forgive me, for we are one in the same
won’t you help me?


October - December 3, 1999
Disease
i feel as though the entire world
is a snake pit filling with disease and misfortune.
a thousands lies left to decay
in an ocean of discontent. 
away away you say,
but where shall i go,
what shall i do? 
i live to see the ocean swallow you up,
and nothing else will do.
so what can you expect from me?
i’m merely but a fool
lost within your kingdom
and shattered by your hope.
toss me to the lions,
a kiss to send me away
my hate has too much grown
my life is too far lost.


November 2 - December 3, 1999
Denied
i look outside my window
though nothing here i see
for deep within i’ve lost it
the only thing i’d be

i live across an ocean
and scream across the tide
and though it’s but a whisper
they know i’ve always lied

I’ve fallen to confession
and given to their war
for all the hope within
‘s now scattered on the floor

i cannot find the latches
that open windows wide
so here i’m locked in darkness
my identity denied


November 10, 1999
two years
tomorrow it will be two years.
two years of hurt,
two years of shame,
two years of redemption.
but am i really saved?

i look across this ocean,
no friendly sail in sight.
all have gone from this dreary place.
two years of solitude.
do i truly still remain? 

i look into your eyes to see no one staring back.
you look straight through me.
my skin is surely not that pale.
two years of invisibility.
could you truly see my healing now?

i know nothing of this world,
nothing of your rules.
i cannot fathom the thoughts
from behind those midnight eyes.
it’s all chaos to me.
has it truly been two years?

i empty my soul to feel this pain.
open the seams that bind my heart.
there’s nothing left inside.
who could truly care?
lost inside and out.
it’s been two years. 
and i don’t know that this solitude
can ever end.



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