I want to put my heart on display
Just so tired of being locked in and away
And all the effort I put myself through
None of it will ever be good enough for you
Everything is yours while I have nothing to own
Even when I try, you want to break my zone
Not a helping hand, nor a question or query
Just words of disappointment that make me feel dreary
My jaw is shaking from the anger held within
Heaven forbid I say a word past the teeth I grin
Having it your way, blinding out what lies further
For your wise ways and long life ventures make me your server
Reflection of the Departed by ThePlatypusNimrod, literature
Literature
Reflection of the Departed
When a mirror's not a mirror it's when it's shattered glass.
I can feel all those shards graze along my finger tips
taking me back to earth from being thrown in the sky
The familiar faces now popped off as masks
What is death but just a stepping stone in life?
The things that I say or do fall on deaf ears.
My words only repeat in my head
wondering if what I said had any meaning at all
but only the fool within myself is the one that can say
How can I feel the warmth when the vessel by my side is empty?
The silence screams louder than the ringing in my ears.
I survived so much but I feel as if I am losing the will these days
from the feeling
The spirit of the flame is all but distinguished
Angry and bitter will be its sweet finish
To start from the top would be quite rough
Glad to admit that I've got the right stuff
A spirit such as mine crumbles in soft hands
Squished like jelly underneath those of man
Broken by all of the lies I've been delicately fed
At first I was just hungry, but now I am dead
In this spirit's depths is a happy place wishing to keep
But I'm surrounded by herd of ones called "sheep"
Tormented by the nightmares of seeing beautiful strangers
Instead I wake up to these small fits of anger
This spirit of mine once willing to take a risk
Now is forced to be cag
Broken pieces laying on my floor
Of all the things that you had bought
I went ahead and locked the door
For I am not just an afterthought
Faking me out into thinking we're true
Only to learn that your intentions were wrought
I am not stupid, and I can get the clue
For I am not just an afterthought
I am tired of these games you make me play
The fun we shared I wish I longed to sought
If only you could make most of the sunny day
For I am not just an afterthought