Alone in a crowd I stand here pushed this way and that carving away in the concrete messing with my words, are they? I'm an audience of one staring down at the sidewalks staring the words that carved themselves into the city streets people tumbling themselves over to Main and back to Commonwealth and I can barely see them the words screaming themselves out to the oblivious passer-byes we the broken hearted beg for mercy for the morning to come back but we stand our own ground don't pick us up and carry us around we are the desperate to seek a truth but we don't need your help just open your eyes, see over the rails and regain your own life. I can just barely see the words echoing up to me and me alone so I carved a city out of my knife I wanted a lie, something to see something for they to see but the city went unnoticed I carved words that meant my life and I never broke no matter how much my strings loosened but I I noticed something. When I looked up at the sky atop the building I carved from my words and knife that I alone am finally free... The words they meant I etched into the streets I knew but all the seconds I lost I lost my friends with them and all the things we once loved they became the broken hearted. We were ok, till we weren't. We ran away from the words and the city ran away from what we carved into everything and I alone stand and I realize that I alone am free.
XxFragmented_RealityxX · Wed Apr 29, 2009 @ 01:01am · 0 Comments |