I am caught and torn between silence and screaming.
Ripped in shreds sleeping and awake, living and dieing.
In this bleeding heart, in this mind of stars and dreams
Equivocation in isolation, insane in sanity.
When the sound of ringing bells collide with rushing waves
Nights with stars and drums in the dark will pave the way.
Cries of seagulls and the crushing sounds of old stones and skulls, beneath
As we drive by the trees wave with the sea, a melodic, perfect dream.
My heart is beating, tic tocking, i am walking through the city.
On the rooftop i see the moondrop revealing a sunrise with lightbeams.
Daylights in my grasp, my destiny at last.
In irony i laugh, i know it’s not to be
In intervals i am trapt by dead weights.
Drowning, stinging by the floodgates.
Locked away for another day to dream.
When the world rolls around, with rushing lights and sounds.
where the sheep’s roam and weep as the wolves begin to feed.
Walk in this trench, you don’t know what’s going down.
You won’t make it anywhere else, bow down to conformity.
We know whats best you know nothing.
They’re wrong and I feel sad.
Close minded, rigid thinking; Change has always gotten flack..
Heroes long gone crying in their graves.
What have you done!?

Wonderful ....loving your writes but crimson, please get rid of the dead turkey pic....I can't read your depth of words without first having to cover the image.... Word up!
Seriously...

Go with the pic of you sitting on the rock

that picture is from friends which is one of my favorite shows. i can understand why it wouldn't make look sophisticated though.

Wow!! Well done...

thanks angel light and nvkikigirl.