DiasporaA Poem by MattCombo of friend drama, issues my friend's family in Egypt were running into, and a whole boatload of other stuff.
Throw myself into these lost causes to drown out the pain
Beat myself against their walls just to mask my shame Pounding on the doors yet you failed to let me in I'll wander these fields until I just cave in Sacrificed for a string of lies but still I struggle on Feet battered cut and bruised but still don't see the sun Angered by those who won't open their eyes I realize I'm blind Is there something still out there will we stand the test of time chorus: Trudging forward like solitary refugees The last diaspora of a lost generation There's nothing that this place has left to offer us Take my hand we'll burn it all and be free Charge for their battlelines without a hope of winning They're taking us piece by piece with each white flag we bring Nothing that we can do to get out of this cycle We should have listened earlier when life was still so stable (chorus) I'd rather feel anger than have to deal with this loss The empty void is filling me my life is shutting off My second wind is all I have but that's almost gone too There's not much more that I can take let's see what you can do bridge: Break me now! Take them down! Kill me with this one last sound! Burn it down! Torch it now! Send me out and make it loud! (chorus) © 2011 Matt |
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Added on October 22, 2011 Last Updated on October 22, 2011 AuthorMattBellingham, WAAboutHey! Glad you're here! Anyways... I'm a guy from the great Pacific North-Wet (before anyone asks, that was intentional), and recently graduated from highschool. writing has been a hobby of mine fo.. more..Writing
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