Piece Two

Piece two:

Of changing white to black

These pieces wont fit together

Cuz I cant get over the fact

That my life is so far on-track

Of struggling to breathe

Up to my neck in your pictures

Battles lost unable to redeem

Myself for what I believe

And of your ice that has frozen

My pain sorrow and torment again

Given this one chance

To permanently erase all the pain

A cure

Our snow-globe romance

Pain from this reality is impure

A reminder that pain is real

A reminder that I can feel

My insecurity

Layered. Complex. Never-ending…

Given this one pass

To permanently erase all that is me

If I change I wont be complete

Symbiotic torment makes me

I dont know any better

The tears stream down again

I dont know any better

The blood streamed down back then

Now Im lost in the darkness

No friends here to call my own

Been too dependent on them

Maybe Im better off alone

Im killing loneliness the best I can

Cant withstand another blow to the head

With your words that can shatter my world

Or make it a little lighter

You are my fire

And I hold you close

As I go through this healing

You are my cure I chose

My alabaster rose…

Written by Baz

26 May 2006

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About ReflectionistBaz

I love to draw, paint, and make music. I hate people who talk to much, and never listen. And people who are too consumed with themselves to take the time to find out how you are doing. Ignorant people who cannot take their heads out of their asses if their lives depended on it.I am a little left of center, but that’s fine with me. I don’t need to be like everyone else. I generally keep to myself. I love music, art, the occult, supernatural, weird and unique objects, talking to friends, painting, drawing, reading, gaming…

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