Erk Mizuhara
11-21-2004, 10:24 AM
She was the only one, my love share.
But she left me behind.
She moved elsewhere,
now exists only in my mind.
My heart blackened then,
split not in two, but four.
I locked myself in a pen.
It didn't hurt any more.
A deep dark well.
Shout down into the black.
There's nothing as far as you can tell.
Your voice only echoes back.
It's cold down there, but not lack of heat.
My heart won't feel.
It's garbage disposal. I'm the stale meat.
I was once a full meal.
Don't call my heart brittle.
It steeled over.
Any pain is little.
Rare, like a four-leaved clover.
A rope descends from above.
I clasp it in my hand.
Hauls me back to love,
puts me back on solid land.
She loved me then,
but i was another girl.
My heart coloured again.
I had a new world.
We were always together,
I was so happy.
She said she'd love me forever.
Then, she slapped me.
Right to the face.
Another man.
This one was 'ace'.
My happiness shattered like an over-pressured dam.
If you want me, i'm in a well.
No more pain. I like this.
No sight, no hearing, no smell.
Being with her was my only wish.
It doesn't matter who I love,
there will always be other men,
and she'll fly away like a dove.
That's how it all began, and that's how it'll all begin. Again.
But she left me behind.
She moved elsewhere,
now exists only in my mind.
My heart blackened then,
split not in two, but four.
I locked myself in a pen.
It didn't hurt any more.
A deep dark well.
Shout down into the black.
There's nothing as far as you can tell.
Your voice only echoes back.
It's cold down there, but not lack of heat.
My heart won't feel.
It's garbage disposal. I'm the stale meat.
I was once a full meal.
Don't call my heart brittle.
It steeled over.
Any pain is little.
Rare, like a four-leaved clover.
A rope descends from above.
I clasp it in my hand.
Hauls me back to love,
puts me back on solid land.
She loved me then,
but i was another girl.
My heart coloured again.
I had a new world.
We were always together,
I was so happy.
She said she'd love me forever.
Then, she slapped me.
Right to the face.
Another man.
This one was 'ace'.
My happiness shattered like an over-pressured dam.
If you want me, i'm in a well.
No more pain. I like this.
No sight, no hearing, no smell.
Being with her was my only wish.
It doesn't matter who I love,
there will always be other men,
and she'll fly away like a dove.
That's how it all began, and that's how it'll all begin. Again.