youre not serious

so insensitive but whos more
im like the sick not going to the doctor
even though they know they have the cure

so hurtful but whos more
im stabbing myself every single time

new pains
I didnt want
new reasons i didnthave
new explorations i ahve to take

but journeys that im mmissing out on
and adventures im blinded to
and love im needing but depriving myself of


he tells me youre not serious
maybe hes right
maybe its just all my fault
and all my time and all my love is lost
in never being serious


to be continued....

cant feel my soul

am just so lost
trying to find words that mean no sense within me
trying to make sense of what is around me
everything confounds me
the beautiful days
that go awaste
the fallen darkness that scares my grace
the awakened fears
that are new and destructive
the sleeping love
for faith that go unnoticed

I am just so far back
I travelled far away
suddenly we were on a different planet
and it was amazing that suddenly
we had forgotten and remembered everything on it
life changed and i was pulled into a force of the past
histroy did repeat itself one second after the last
and the desert had dissappeared
and a piece of me had reappeared
that i thought was gone forever

and now everyone lives different moments at the same time
and i live every wrong moment at the same time
until i have no words at the right time
its the end of April and nothing has been done
in anything and the life ive won
for i never asked paid or knew i would be here
but im the one who owns this soul

and its all been given back, sold and not even paid for
just taken or stolen and not even told for
wiftly bypassing my memories
the devil wins
im changing dramatically
im broken instantly
im weaker than a feather
im more lost than even
my tongue aint mine
my heart responds to voice strange
I cant feel my soul


yes
I
cant
feel
my
soul