Outskirts of This City
It was that night I took myself out,
To drown out the noise coming from within.
To bury these dreams that never came out,
Quite deeply, they laid, under thin skin.
Between two worlds, we have our being,
Between the two, seen and unseen.
Between two worlds, it took all to persist.
Between the two, I couldn't be.
It was darker in a way I never understood before -
The way my inner world implored.
Too quiet to be heard by any human ear -
Too loud, though, inside.
It came out in tears.
I don't want to be empty,
And never feel pity.
This in not what I intended,
On the outskirts of this city.
This blackhole of a thing,
This void, it swallows plenty.
For every feeling left to burn,
In the bottom of my belly.
Every prayer never prayed,
For a better...
To drown out the noise coming from within.
To bury these dreams that never came out,
Quite deeply, they laid, under thin skin.
Between two worlds, we have our being,
Between the two, seen and unseen.
Between two worlds, it took all to persist.
Between the two, I couldn't be.
It was darker in a way I never understood before -
The way my inner world implored.
Too quiet to be heard by any human ear -
Too loud, though, inside.
It came out in tears.
I don't want to be empty,
And never feel pity.
This in not what I intended,
On the outskirts of this city.
This blackhole of a thing,
This void, it swallows plenty.
For every feeling left to burn,
In the bottom of my belly.
Every prayer never prayed,
For a better...