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Thursday, October 9, 2008

Follow

ok i know this is insufferably long... but it all just kinda came in a flash. Theres no rhyme or reason to it. And you wont understand it. Just take it as is.

FOLLOW
I dont care if what I have is good
I want to be where you are.

I sat before, and dreamt of rain
Of thunder so loud I´d run, hide in shame
Because that´s how it seemed,
In all those scenes,
Of you. Where you are.

So I followed you there.
But you had gone.
To somewhere else, where the sun would shine
At least I guessed,
For the immages were night.

But I was unhappy.
Because I wanted what you had.
To be where you were.

So I gave up my rain,
And my thunder so loud
And my lightning that flashed from
Cloud to frightful cloud...
To chase you down - to find you.
For I wanted to be "happy". Just like you.

But I didnt find. No nothing at all.
Just sun. Endless sun.
And you were gone. Again.
To lands unseen.
While I waited, ever so patiently
For the cool that night should bring.
And hopefully, the happiness
That I´d been missing.
The happiness you should have left.
The happiness that was you.
But it never came.

And I, in torment, grew dark.
Darker and darker still,
Till I blocked out the sun.
Then the cool came.
Oh and did it come
Icy cold it was, deep in the soul.
Because I could not find your world of happiness...
I created my own, of hate.

Then I saw you, in another place
That place no longer looked happy
But I wanted what you had.
And because it was so full of sadness,
I laid my cheek to the cool stone and wept
But I followed you still,
Because I wanted what you had.
Because I wanted to be like you.

Now you´ve gone completely.
My life should be empty, the void you´ve left.
But its not...
Because I hate you.
I´ve smashed the mirrors of my dreams
I´ve burnt the books of my desire
It´s all gone.

And all thats left from your lofty mutilation
Is the empty core of what was once me.
Eaten through, like a cankerous cancer,
My heart is withered,
My spirit faded.
See the work of your invisible hands.
Leave the shell that I´ve become.

Now I´ve gone my own path.
Now, you follow me.

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