Comfort in Chaos (21.08.2017)

Never before have I allowed myself to share
The identities of the lives that I have lived
The masks of stone I’ve sculpted to perfection
Fitting comfortably over my evolving sins

My skin, my soul, are nothing more than scum
No longer desirable- a fate I have come to know
Every touch and every look sends shivers down my spine
Convinced that it’s for the best I wander alone

You too have baggage stuffed with nightmares
Bursting at the seams, inching to ignite
Our paths converge and we manage to not explode
Seeking a stable shelter if only for one night

Peel back the bruised shell warming our bones
Our demons are buried deep beneath the snow
Whispers by the fire neatly form a bow
Tender stories of the joy we used to know

There is no logic to the strength I find below
Only a brief end to the darkness he came to bestow
The hand on the clock measures time, to and fro
Entangled in understanding we put on a show

Nothing in this universe lasts forever
That’s why they say every end is an open door
So the shame and pride I’ve kept deep inside
Is locked up tighter than ever before

Brief and lustrous the dusk has morphed to dawn
And the fears and tears of others come alive
The bandage you’ve given me washes off so easily
I am haunted by the phantom of your touch, so benign

Peel back the bruised shell warming our bones
Our demons are buried deep beneath the snow
Whispers by the fire neatly form a bow
Tender stories of the joy we used to know

There is no logic to the strength I find below
Only a brief end to the darkness he came to bestow
The hand on the clock measures time, to and fro
Entangled in understanding we put on a show

Do you hear the wind howling? Under its hand the pages turn
Predictable elements of a world I relentlessly deserve
No use in putting out the flames fueling my burns
I seek comfort in the chaos, the loneliness I have earned

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