T h e  Q u e s t i o n s  T o  Y o u r  A n s w e r s
      -The World-
     

Let this messed up world spit you out.
Let it create the pain and the tears
And supply me with crushed flowers to cull away,
Because you know their pain cuts me deep
And I can't make it better for them.
This won't be the first, and I fear not the last
Time to see you cry only because of my pain
When it hurts inside of you too much to feel,
To share the way I feel about your kisses.
Now there are sparkles in the morning light.
These tears on your lips that came from my face
And mixed with your own in the darkness
Where you held me because it only felt good
To be touched, to be held, to exist, to live.

Let this messed up world take your name.
You won't need it without any insides to show
And you tell me about your god so kind
Who is there for you when you had nothing else.
And I wonder why you had nothing else
Except a god so kind and so everything
That I cannot be because you fear that
Perhaps I wouldn't be there inside your
Head the way your deity so grand is
Always there for the things you can't fix.
What kind of god would be there when
Times got so rough you wanted death,
But was never there to stop you from
Getting that far down to start with?

Let this messed up world take me away
Because my life would be perfect if
I didn't have to hurt so much over
Those crushed flowers who live
Their lives so dead and so hurt,
So empty from this messed up world,
Who tell me that it's not my fault
That they simply cannot feel inside,
That I'm so kind, and so sweet,
And whatever other bullshit slung
To help them forget how bad this
Hurts me the day after I know it's over.
The day after I know you're fucked up
Inside like all of the rest of us out there.

Let this messed up world forget the two of us.
I don't know why you can't just hurt with me
When you know I can hold you close and tight
And I can try to stop the pain from hurting
And I can touch your tears on your face
To dry them with the warmth of my hands.
I guess it's just too much to ask of someone
In such a broken up world as this one
Where tomorrows bring the pain
All the last nights couldn't make forgotten.
Where you leave in the morning light
And make me kiss your cheek goodbye
Because it will kill me to kiss your lips again
After knowing the truth about this world.


Posted by Adam | Comments (0)
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