W E I G H T

I am the pray of this social monster of transparency. I will fight it, for if I don�t it will devour what is left of my soul.

Another day goes by
I ponder my value to your selfishness
Another pray to expectations your eyes printed on my grave
Is it me? I wonder,
or is it what was supposed to be.
Is it the irony of fate that I am here and you’re elsewhere?
Is there a light that you are too blind to see?

Is it that you cannot see at all?
Or am I too clean to be seen?

I search for answers within the walls of your brain
That are too rigid to speak
Too proud to submit
Too weak to confess
A crumbling figure I search for a way out of this hell.
I look at your smile that never seem to penetrate. 
You have deceived me again.
You have deceived "us" again.
Yet now I know you well.
For we have met so many times.
I know your fear and your worries.
I know the person you will never be.
I know the corners you claim to see.
I know the victim you try to be.
I know the tears won’t set you free
I know the love you’ll never feel
I know the one you’ll never meet

The weight of your being has become too much for me to bare
You live within a lost self
In the darkness of your soul a truth
A truth of a never ending emptiness
Into which you are constantly falling
In your darkness
You look at empty faces.
Empty people and fake worlds
You take a runaway train
To see decaying souls float around you

You are destined to pain for you know not the means to accept.
I look at your writings. They are beautiful
But that’s all they are.
It is time for me to write you.
It is time to make my choice

Author's Note

Maybe it's too Gothic ... but it is what it is for i am where I'm at now ... in the dark.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Not too Gothic, but so deep in its unselfishness of thought, action. The darkness opens to light when decisions are made, aren't they?

There are areas here which maybe show your own weaknesses (as the thinker/writer if not self in real world), but, above all, there's tenderness amongst all the doubt... Somehow i think there'll be a goodbye.. maybe not.. such decision.
I know your fear and your worries.
I know the person you will never be.
I know the corners you claim to see.
I know the victim you try to be.
I know the tears won't set you free
I know the love you'll never feel
I know the one you'll never meet

The depth of understanding of the other person is incredibly deep.. painfully so.