White

Blankest pages of who I am
No bridge to join dismissive men
True and false, they hurt our souls
Breaking, lying, hurting again
Yet the blank eye is turned
No one to hear my call
A curse upon all men, and God
Will never cease to fail
Despite my screams and pain, we go
Again and again and again,
And pages of this broken life
Blow free in the cruel wind
This pencil runs its shattered lead
My tears they run like fire
And hell�s gates cannot keep
That fire from burning me
I see I cannot live inside these
Four blank walls, whitened, cursed hell
Why am I this undone
Rhythm, joy, suffering, oh well
Jesus came to save our souls
But he forgot just one
And past the point of no return
The damage has been done
Private words become free for all
A bitter man has he now turned
Losing the battle with God, so shall
The words come to ear that He is gone
My own flesh and blood, despised
Trodden on by those who bore seed
No bridge to find, no peace of mind
This gap is there for all to see
The unknown stare, disgrace and me
A walking friend, they knew no bounds
They took what was, what is to be
Accursed men, stained sacred ground
The boy he wrote, with what was left
Disjointed notes, of heart bereft
Contorted notes, of mind depressed
Of mind and heart and soul bereft
And time flew on, awaiting day
Where judgment dawned, injustice reigned
Where life hangs by Democles� sword
Where heart lies in dust for actions abhorred
And out of that hand, does death fly toward
The young girl, the woman, abused and ignored
You tell me it�s Fate, that I chose the way
I cannot Speak of the betrayal that day
I can but mourn, the life it did take
Don�t turn away, I�ll will it all away
And I look and see the damage it�s done
And Vow that from this day, I�ll search the sun
Whose heat and pure light cleanse searching soul
And whose innocent mistakes, I�ll bow before
To vow this day, I�ll kiss the sun
I�ll kiss the sun
Bleeding
Whole