LEGO

I wrote it about someone that I was really in love with and that my heart still pains out too, but I must never see or hear from again. I love how the subconscious manifest these jaded thoughts o'mine! Summer of 2005

for the innocence you've bestowed upon me i'll give you but a clue to the whereabouts of the entrails of the boy that you once knew.... look kind and deep into my eyes until you start to see... the flickering of a memory bore deep inside of me... it starts off on the day i left and ends with one last call... with teary eyes and broken glass and blood along the wall. with happiness being ripped from me and anger in my throat and at last the decapitation of my once enchanted soul... now lost in your tranquility and my passivity i fail to see your terror as you run away from me as you pulled away you saw a fire a warm light you once held close... but with malicious productivity and the coldness of a ghost... nowhere to run nowhere to hide so i sprint deeply inside... carrying the last of my light to the place you saw leaving blackness in my eyes.... now you know a boy lies in this man cold shivering and scared... but you're fucked if you think you feel sorry for him it was you who left him there!