Something rages
Buried deep inside
The cages of my mind
Blinding, bleeding, bloody tears
Spewing hot upon my cheeks
Like molten lava sparks
It sears and burns
And leaves deep marks
Upon my tender skin.
Yet,I lay still
Still as stone
Suffering the cowards will
To scream my agony!
For in my dreams
I see the vision
(the one I most despise)
Golden tongues betraying lies
Love distorted by green skies
of fantasy!
And I just lay there
Watching painfully
The tragic play of my demise.