The Inescapable Reality

Strings un-knot themselves in the darkness
Leaving an intangible mess 
of a soul
unbound by regret
and painted black with sadness

In their wake a body is left vacant
To later be filled with numbness
and demons that peel back layers of her flesh
Revealing the remains of the chaos her vessel once held

Hollow eyes pierce those who pass her
The coal black orbs and inky hair in contrast with pale skin
Looking more like the broken moon then a lifeless body on a sidewalk

No one pays her no mind
til the blood sinks into the cement
and down into the soil
The earth absorbing her silent screams for help

She's muted
Her chest is still and the world keeps moving on
Rotating on its axis
Another child lost to the cycle of destruction

When eyes land on her
Cold and pitiless
All she gets is a casket
Buried under the ground
the dirt resonating her pleas 
But only the reaper can hear them
and not even he will offer the helping hand to the deserted being

For the dead can't speak and can only suffer silently

Lupe Fiasco -Conflict Diamonds

Stop

When people start talking to me, a mile a minute, without actually saying anything worth listening to. 

Mistake that Humans Make

Angus And Julia Stone - All Of Me

Florence + the Machine - Shake It Out (Lyrics)

This has been my song for the past week. I never really paid any attention to them. The only time I did, was when Dog Days Are Over came out. The only reason I even stumbled upon this song was because of Glee. They made their own cover of Shake It Out and I thought "WOW" and had to look up the original version. I immediately fell in love.

This describes so much of what I went through. I don't want to get into that but this song means so much to me and I play it at least once a day. I already learned the lyrics through repeated listening. Give it a try.

Time

Time
Minutes ticking on a clock
An intangible thing
that rules our life
Another form of drug that
we are dependent on

Time
An elusive concept
Memories locked away
in the realm of space
The wasted seconds
The moments lost to ignorance
and death

Time
Numbers that mock us when we can't sleep
Numbers that sneer at us when we're late

Time
A meaningless word that holds no true value if wasted
But we spend so much of it wishing away
instead of chasing our dreams

Time
Something we don't have
A limited thing that if not used
Can not be regained
It moves on
without even glancing our way

Time
A thing so precious
it's abused.