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Author: Kharris Kyryn
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Poetry - Published: 12-06-06 - Updated: 12-06-06 - Complete - id:2285950

Diamond Eye Design

9/12/06

I keep my conscience crushed

it’s unusedcovered in dust

I keep my heart constantly watched on

Dropped it in the lost and found

Can you help me once?

From the inside

Taking over my own-selfwith these fake eyes

touch my designsopen my eyes

I need to see the light

I’m trapped on the inside

Fell twice before

I try to get through but get stuck behind the doors

I keep my soul held down

make sure it doesn’t leave the ground

I keep my mind caved in

Just a feeling rapture-thin

To dye my lies stone-grey

Shoot me down today

shatter my designsmy life of tries

spreading failure fast

overlook my emotions at last

fell four times before

stumbled throughdidn’t make it ‘cause they locked the doors

behind diamond-colored eyes

blood-red river of lies

I crushed myself before

Tired failures shroud me

My life ends tonight

I hold my success close

only thing I have worth holding on to

I drown in my guilty sighs

The only soundI melt to the floor

Die again I can’t keep pretending

These feelings

fill my designswith something useful to me

close my eyesI cannot bear to see the light

held me once before

at the time I wasn’t trapped within myself

inside these diamond-shattered eyes

mirrored reflections of the failures of my life

charred voices screamscream at me

I need

You know I’m afraid

time will hide my only reason to stop trying

I drown in my passive tearsand die

kill my designswith something of mine

gouge these diamond eyes

so I can’t see the truth

break down that doorand help me get through

I keep my conscience crushed

I keep my heart watched on

I keep my soul tied down

My mind caved in

I hold my single success closeclose to me

break down my designs

into simple things to believe

make sense even to me

something realunlike what makes me

I’m something of an enigma to a world that can’t stand to look back at me



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