Loud and Clear
My eyes are itching, but I just can't sleep,
Dry tears left unshed from times I couldn't weep,
Memories of times less frustrated haunt me
As reality and truth thwart non-attempts at peace.
This time songs of hope and understanding hold no release,
As it's all just apathetically created misery.
None of it's real, it's all in my head,
Even worse, I'll refuse to leave my bed.
I'll keep it this way out of fear of facing the world,
I'll leave these problems unsolved so long as I'll forget,
I'd rather hide and just abandon my pride.
But now my demons refuse to fall and die,
I've no places left to hide!
They'll chase me 'till the end,
Even if I insist to pretend.
I've run and I'm tired,
They're catching up, closing in with fire,
It's happened before, this last showdown,
Every time before I gave in when the gauntlet was thrown;
This time I keep running, sprinting away.
I never was so great at track, they'll try to make me stay,
This time they'll have to catch me first.
This time will be the worst.
What did you do to me?
I've lost my faith, it's all your fault.
You said "take it with a grain of salt".
You brought me to this cyclical apathy,
Replacing certain thoughts with "maybe".
Who gave you this authority?
Who are you to convince me?
Only, now I realize,
I'm the only person you could be.
And what of you?
Pride in me, you claim, is all you see.
If this is true, you must be blind to reality.
Surface past actions quietly cover current disfigurations,
Your faith in my lie is worse than a hateful reality.
If you knew it all, how would you react?
Which words would you retract?
You'll discover all eventually,
When they all catch up to me.
I'll hate it 'till the end,
I'll take it 'round the bend.
They can't take me alive,
But even if I strive,
No matter how I run,
It won't end in fun.
You'll watch with smiling lips,
And as I fall I'll blow a kiss.
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I have to thank Linkin Park for the title, it's just a phrase I heard while I was listening to "Nobody's Listening". I really don't think this is my best writing, this was really more for me than for show. Some of it I really think is pretty shitty, but that's what you get at 2:00 am.
Dry tears left unshed from times I couldn't weep,
Memories of times less frustrated haunt me
As reality and truth thwart non-attempts at peace.
This time songs of hope and understanding hold no release,
As it's all just apathetically created misery.
None of it's real, it's all in my head,
Even worse, I'll refuse to leave my bed.
I'll keep it this way out of fear of facing the world,
I'll leave these problems unsolved so long as I'll forget,
I'd rather hide and just abandon my pride.
But now my demons refuse to fall and die,
I've no places left to hide!
They'll chase me 'till the end,
Even if I insist to pretend.
I've run and I'm tired,
They're catching up, closing in with fire,
It's happened before, this last showdown,
Every time before I gave in when the gauntlet was thrown;
This time I keep running, sprinting away.
I never was so great at track, they'll try to make me stay,
This time they'll have to catch me first.
This time will be the worst.
What did you do to me?
I've lost my faith, it's all your fault.
You said "take it with a grain of salt".
You brought me to this cyclical apathy,
Replacing certain thoughts with "maybe".
Who gave you this authority?
Who are you to convince me?
Only, now I realize,
I'm the only person you could be.
And what of you?
Pride in me, you claim, is all you see.
If this is true, you must be blind to reality.
Surface past actions quietly cover current disfigurations,
Your faith in my lie is worse than a hateful reality.
If you knew it all, how would you react?
Which words would you retract?
You'll discover all eventually,
When they all catch up to me.
I'll hate it 'till the end,
I'll take it 'round the bend.
They can't take me alive,
But even if I strive,
No matter how I run,
It won't end in fun.
You'll watch with smiling lips,
And as I fall I'll blow a kiss.
------------
I have to thank Linkin Park for the title, it's just a phrase I heard while I was listening to "Nobody's Listening". I really don't think this is my best writing, this was really more for me than for show. Some of it I really think is pretty shitty, but that's what you get at 2:00 am.