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I Do Have A Soul
IP:
I Have A Soul
Imagine bits of metal, little shavings of my youth
the sharp retorts and empty days,
the sad and silent smile
all fell from something wonderful
and made a little pile.
I can't remember why, but I think I found my end.
I had no more hopes or dreams (to believe in)
no more heart to wrend.
I took that sharp pile of metal
and burned it with my pain
and 'though I cried a lake of tears
nothing could stop the flame.
It pooled and condensed, became something else.
The dark nights of isolation,
the hell of every day
all made a pool of metal, formless and gray.
What happened to me?
Do I hate myself so much?
I see from today what would happen, and I
want to change it all.
Nothing changes, Daniel. Nothing ever changes.
So what happened to the metal? What happened to
the gray? Did it just run off and vanish, slip and
slide away?
Of course not.
Someone asked me what my soul was, and
I realized the truth.
That all those bits of metal, had hardened into steel.
That it covered up my heart and made me unable to feel.
I'm locked outside the metal ball,
I don't think I'll ever get inside
But then again, with my horrible memories,
It's no wonder I never tried.
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