The Chase
February 18th, 2010 § 7 Comments
Fighting gravity, lose the white veil
Letting go of soul, let it fly
Into the reverie that I was promised
I’m lost again, a victim of my crime
Hide the pretentious scars
Heal myself on the surface
I need the deeper wounds to survive
I am only human, to myself I must remind
I will become what I’m chasing
A victim of my own crime
I feel separation when body meets floor
Surrendered from above
I can only see what I don’t feel
I can only feel what I don’t see
Weary yet blissful, a victim of my crime
I can’t save me, but I want you to try
I’ve touched the sky and kissed rock bottom
Looking for perfection in between
I want to feel your warmth for one last time
Save me, help me make up my own mind
I am what I am chasing
The victim of my crime
Much like Tool’s lyrics, your poems have so many interpretations too.
Very dark, very deep…loved the last bit.
Nicely done, as always
hmm this could be a song! nice
Mmm. Tool.
har har love the way u end in every poem. naice \m/
Nice.
lovely, very lyrical!
You should compile your poems and have them published. I’ve read some of your previous poems as well, you’ve certainly got a talent for writing poetry.