Voices In The Rain

It was a disheveled mess,
Defused over the town,
As if someone had a discrepancy of opinions.
At last it dismounted upon us,
Diligently attempting to destroy,
Deliberately trying to harm us.
It was the color of desolation,
The shade of lost youth.
Somber expression,
A thought so lethal,
The rain beat down to settle an old score...

Dreams betrayed us,
Left so suddenly.
Bathe in pools of sorrow but it is far too late,
Already drowning in deep depression...

Can't escape this treacherous feeling,
This deep endless pit of torture,
These feelings stripping the flesh from bones.
A pain you cannot perceive...

Forgotten in the wasteland of your animosity,
Exiled to an eternal vale of sullen twilight,
Silenced for the sake of your sanity.
Forced to trudge
Evanescently along the rapid road
Of utter remorse.
Nothing more than an immortal corpse,
Forged by suggestions of faith,
Expectations of perfection,
And Narcissistic solutions,
Silhouetted forever by the wraith...

Question the motives of souls
Whose staircases of piety and loyalty
Ruin a pulsating heart...

Misunderstood child,
I\'ll show you relief,
Distraction moving through meadows of confusion,
Leading to endearment and passion...

They speak to me,
Not words, but lyrics.
My words cannot fulfill
This voice inside my head,
For I know the song has just begun...