TheObserver
08/13/06, 02:33 PM
So I'm not sure about the title of this or the last few lines. But I hope you like it.
When death only meant we'd lose eachother
We died because we couldn't stand to be alive
Yesterday I asked of when we were sick with breath
And you said pain was your right but truth was inevitable time
But I've felt empathy like pity through introspection
And though it sounds wrong its the closest I've come
Steadily and with heart we chased balance
But we lost harmony with mind and freefell
To a place where cowardice is skin
Through my tired eyes I can see the end
And I'll break myself down until I love you again.
When death only meant we'd lose eachother
We died because we couldn't stand to be alive
Yesterday I asked of when we were sick with breath
And you said pain was your right but truth was inevitable time
But I've felt empathy like pity through introspection
And though it sounds wrong its the closest I've come
Steadily and with heart we chased balance
But we lost harmony with mind and freefell
To a place where cowardice is skin
Through my tired eyes I can see the end
And I'll break myself down until I love you again.