ALL YOUR FAULT

I cry now more than ever
As you lift me up above
It makes me all to happy
To know I have your love

You carry me up on false hopes
And lift me way up higher
My dreams I know are soaring
And now they burn like fire

With fire water blade or rope
Shall I crush my petty hope
You’ve toyed with me and had your fun
Now it’s my turn to show you one

The fire I have it’s in my heart
It makes me want to go
It drives me onward/inward harder
Never stopping only more

The water flows through my veins
And keeps me up alive
Pumping more and more it goes
It is my main full drive

The blade is how I cut my food
To feed me when I’m hungry
If fills me to the brim with food
So you can keep your toying

The rope is longer than I need
It has its many uses
Main of all it’s like my sinews
And represents my last nerves

Yet all of them are just as bad
When they’re not helping me
They can bring my down fall
And make it come with speed

The fire burns quickly threw my skin
While frying my insides
It only works for minor pain
But brings a world of hurt

The waters flowing are also still
And sitting in my sink
It is quite painful to go in
To take a drink

The blade is more than a helping tool
It hurts me just that good
Watching me pour out is nice
But better yet it watching it go in

The rope is already hanging
From my window sill
Waiting for the silent pull
To make its finial use

But which of all is best to use
They all are too well known
Just to spite you I think I won’t
Ill use my words instead

copyright 2004 © Logan Brown