Elsewhere
Purgatory
String me up and hit me just like a pinata
Go ahead, I don�t mind after all I�m not important to anyone
I have no feelings, just filled with stuffing
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
Stuff me back into the garbage bag, toss me to the curb
No longer useful to you, so drop me like the waste I am
I have no feelings, toss me to get collected with the other garbage
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
Take what you want from my Soul
Drain the light from my essence, until all that remains is a hollow shell
I have no feelings, crush me under your foot like an empty can
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
Glance into my eyes and tell me your lies
Gain my trust, tell me you will be there when I fall and need someone
I have no feelings, scream at me for even wanting to talk to a �friend�
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
Make my life a living Purgatory, never helping shoulder my heavy burden
Add to my pain by telling me vain promises running to kick me while I�m down
I have no feelings, sink that jagged dagger into my all too trusting heart
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
Tell me I�m your friend, only to act like a treacherous thief
Cover my eyes with the ominous clouds of your aura
I have no feelings, Betray my trust while not thinking of my feelings
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
Attack my mind while I lay dormant in my bed
Spew your evil intentions into my subconscious
I have no feelings, fill me with self doubt
Go ahead, follow in the foot steps of so many before you
I held you so close, the only �friend� that I could trust with my problems
You just add to the pain and suffering of my torturous existence
Adding your burden to mine, making me falter
Not there for me, like so many others, who said they would be
You left me alone in the pit, filled with the evil snakes of life
How can one trust after so many betrayals in life?
How am I suppose to get through this, the only one I could talk to has turned his back
After all I gave and gave to help, I am left standing in the bleak desert of what once was
I will endure this, for I must endure. I have nothing else I can do.
I leave this massacre of trust with a deep cut in my heart and soul
Looking for another one I can trust, but knowing that person is just
an illusion that my soul keeps hoping for, but will never come
I bid you farewell, even with all this pain I cannot wish you harm...
Daniel Huron `00