Written Out Of Fear

By Eric, thenuttman@aol.com
Date: 6 April 2000

Written Out Of Fear

glancing into the stained glass I followed the dreams and I was taken here Staring out into space praying for the astronauts to be safe a droplet of blood runs down my cheeks and shakes hands with the tear that I shed my eyes are dilated and bloodshot fearing for the worst but hoping for the truth I eat my way through the red tape that has taken up my life I smash out the ideas of love and lust that I have so carelessly mixed I blend together my brew of emotional stability with a sly grin washing over my stone face I erase the devil inside my soul I've beaten and bruised the lights that shine down on my head The blindness that follows is always welcome I hobble down the broken stairway of bitterness into a blackened room that houses my deepest thoughts I use the light to illuminate the darkest regions of the hole I find nothing... I am as empty as I thought everyone else was... I am as coldhearted as I thought they were... I'm no different than anyone I've criticized... I'm no better than the worst...

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