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The Things We Couldn't Say
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In the beginning Craz-ed, here it goes again
The rocking of my mind
That crashes, blows, and throws me when
I nearly break this bind
I can feel it in the air
It's going to rip me apart
Tearing me slowly, without a care
Until all that's left is my heart
A searing pain, the anguished flesh
The twist; and now I know
That nothing's going to stop this mess
And I will have to go
Tormented first, and life-gulled last
That 'tis my untimely end
Memories surface from the past
As though, for comfort, lend
And then it goes, with effort, none
And leaves me to bleed dry
The sick, and twisted deed is done
And now, rolls back my eye
Silenced by the tainted flesh
The blackened heart of gore
And now, my eyes shall never shine
With the life they had before.
