Wednesday, August 21, 2013

A Labyrinth Of Quicksands

A silent moon cobwebs
Surfaces the sky
It's time to drain the bleeding rain off my mind

A noisy curtain closes
Shadows like a ghost
It's time to kill what's still lingering in my chaos

But it's getting hard to see
With this piece of glass in me
I will never ever succumb to who you wanted me to be

I am floating in this spiral
A labyrinth of quicksands
It's time to be you and me, whoever that can be