far from home
mind blown
traveling unacquainted paths
and forgetting to leave a trail of breadcrumbs
left in dark rooms
awaiting masked men
who play the role of judge jury and executioner
just to correct mistakes made in lust
i was told to count backwards starting at ten
ten
- i cant believe i'm doing this
nine
- by my got damn self
eight
- i don't know if this is the right thing to do
never getting to seven
i closed my eyes
i could feel my soul die
then my heart screamed
and i cried
for hours i cried
for days i cried
for years i cried
awaken by the sound of someone calling my last name
i was still unsure
as my tears burned through me
i can't stop crying
my soul is to young for a burden this heavy
i can't stop crying
i'm supposed to play with jump ropes and glitter lipstick
but i can't stop crying
as i lay my head back
i close my eyes and in a fleeting moment
i realize
he never loved me
he lied
and because of him
i cant stop
crying
(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)
