Tuesday 9 October 2001

faeri heart

*tearz roll down lost boyz cheek an splashiz in2 da sea*

lookin at life thro colourblind i'z

do u not see
the reason that im cryin babi
r ur tears blurrin ur vision?
look at your heart babi
look an ull c an incision
an itz cut so deep 
this iz not an illusion
an itz bleedin so bad
an itz that wot makin me sad
i neva seen a heart like this...

do u not see
the reason that im cryin babi
itz not that uve hurt me
me in my saphire light fantasy
ur hurten an babi im cryin
im cryin cuz i love u an itz weird
cuz ur pain iz mine 2
so dont look me in the eye 
cuz then ull see me cry

*wipez hiz i'z an clearz hiz mind...*

do u realize that 2 u i was drawn 
drawn to a beauti so softli 
by a meloncholie i used to call my own?
can i call u faerie? 
do i c wot u r? 
can i call u sweetheart?
i see solitude and beauti
i see a blood red sunset thro a hurricane sky

this iz wot i see through the tearz in my eyez
an tell me if im wrong, an tell me if i lie
i dont pretend to undastand
i dont pretend to have the answa
but ill hold ur faeri handz
an i will love u eva afta... 

i see a faerie in a cage
in a cage wivout a door
i see a faerie in a cage
sittin crosslegged on the floor
i see a faeri in a cage
with her head in her handz
i see a beautiful faerie 
wiv a meloncholie stare
wonderin wot she did rong
an how she got in there

will u go ova in ur mind 
ova a thousand timez
will u go ova in ur mind?

how did u ended up in here....

will u weep, will u shout an will u scream
did u shake the barz an kick the wallz
do u throw faerie dust at it all
have u prayed an have u cryed an have u wish that u might die?

xx

i c an incision in a faerie heart 
itz cut so deep,
an itz cut so bad,
that nufin on dis earth can eva make it beta

who did u this rong
who built a cage wivout a door around a faerie so forlorn....
y they wud lock up a preshus faerie?? an for what????

wen a faeri shud be free
to fly away 2 nevaland
wiv a heart that duznt bleed
an who kan fix this faerie heart
an who set u apart
an who kan right this wrong
thatz bin hauntin u so long?

who on this fallen earth kan open this cage wivout a door wivout a key
who can get u out babi? 
who can get u out an let u go an set u free?
an even if they get u out, who kan fix ur beautifel heart?
ur beautiful heart which i love...

*lookz for the perfect flowa so he kan paint faeri a pikture...*

do u no my heart?? and the love that it haz 4 u?
faeri ur da most precious gift i eva wuz given an i will treasure u 4eva babi...

*lost boy putz hiz hand on faeriez lil heart*

i can onli slow the bleedin, but tiz a mortal wound....

iz there a love for the loveless?
or hope for the hopeless?
iz there a point to the pointless?
or worth to the worthless

mirror mirror on the wall...
who iz the loneliest of them all?
who wud put a value on their own life if they dint even care?
who wud tell me this... iz there any colour in that meloncholik stare?

tell me, tell me pleaze...

y duz noone answa....

*putz hiz head in hiz handz an weepz 4 hiz hurtend faerie*

wait....
dont make a sound....
u may find wise wordz in a whispa....

Wednesday 1 August 2001

fixated

this is why
itz fixated in my mind
ghostly tears
that make no sound
you have to remember i cant breathe anymore
though i've said this before
i hit the ground
softly because they dont exist
except in my illusion
within this dungeon
locked inside what i cried.
would i talk to a stranger
i am a stranger to myself
would i walk into danger
i am a danger to myself
look at the way my heart iz beating
in this blackness i call my own.
Dont look at me lest i waver
i dont wanna be seen
Please leave me be (cant you see)
please let me go (dont you know)
i wanna be on my own
in this shadow of my former self
Together then we can run
through the eerie archway
of the blackened rainbow
charred by the fire of the nation
And escape, please let me get out,
dont want no gold
then what about, your touch
you'll find me lost in your beauty (yeah)
you'll find me throwin your stone (your stone)
back in the sea
from whence it came.
Your own ideoligy
my-own-stone

copyright lwm 2001