Claw

Faces on a mission
An audience of substance in disguise
Venomous masturbation
Will never put the light back in your eyes

Does it stain you?
Does it scald your insides?
Could they blame you for neglecting to try?

Does it drown you?
Does it fill you inside?
Have they found you serenading your pride?

Doors remain unopened
In favour of a stagnant easy ride
Clinging to the reputation
Of a temporary hold that passed you by

Does it stain you?
Does it scald your insides?
Could they blame you for neglecting to try?

Does it drown you?
Does it fill you inside?
Have they found you serenading your pride?

As the price of compassion is a weakened disposition
And the words of the inflicted only serve to seek submission
And the knowledge of someone watching feeds the yearn for recognition
And with paramount importance, you ignore there’s something missing

And the glass
Overflows
Through vain eyes
Tinted rose

And a dream
Makes its way
Into an ordinary day

Does it stain you like it stained me?
Does it drown you like it filled me inside?
Does it drown you feeling so denied?

Learning to stand again
Learning to walk again
Learning to run again
Learning to fly again
Learning to think again
Learning to dream again

And the grass
Overgrows
Covering long forgotten holes

And the grief
Slips away
To reveal a cold and sober day

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