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War of Heart and Mind

Contributed by hardrocker15198916 on Friday, 7th July 2006 @ 11:13:41 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



My head burst open and my thoughts spilled out
I tried to scoop them up but it hurt, I heard a shout
From my mouth unworthy sounds flowed to fill the gap
Trying to survive this day I fell into the trap

I tried to stomach all the pain pounding in my mind
I suffocated myself with thoughts my heart could never find
They became two seperate parts fighting a dominant war
I tried to stop the raging person killing my very core

It was hard to stop I had to kill what they had together
That was me, it was me, I had to die forever
Maybe then my heart and mind could soon find peace
But now I find it's not them fighting, they are my missing piece

I was so confused with my invisible thoughts, and heart I couldn't see
That now I know what I didn't then, and that I didn't really know me
How do you not know yourself, when you live and see your face
You find out that your the stranger in every single place

Do all those other people see you, know you, or even care?
Of course not, of course not, They aren't really there
Where are they then you ask, in the abyss you bleeding fugative
They are where you can't see, but that is where they live

Now call the operator, say emergency, they will soon be here
To clean up what you thought was war, but really it was fear
You now know what was real and what was really fake
Find out what you really want then take the path of fate




Copyright © hardrocker15198916 ... [ 2006-07-07 11:13:41]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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