Its amazing

There comes a time, when your fingers start aching

wasteful words, constructed into written phrases

deaf ears, still wondering

soulless yet amazing.

Yes I will admitt, somehow I find you amazing.

The way my words never fly your way

its amazing,

The way you direct your screams to an annonymous face

its amazing,

The feelings that arise, when I see your name

its amazing,

The way you mask your silent screams, "Vengance is in the air"

Yea, somehow I find it all amazing.

Maybe its my love to excite your anger

thats draws me closer

Maybe its the way I solve my problems

that causes your hate to grow stronger

Maybe its the similarities we see in eachother

that arises tension

Maybe its the chance that we butchered

that still haunts us-

a daily reminder

of a dying hope

a daily reminder

of what is no more

a daily reminder

of us: untainted,

innocent, unblossmed love...

a daily reminder

of what we willingly abandoned.

You see, I walk on this path searching, while you walk on it reflecting.....and in between, besides our obivious differences, lies all thats left unsaid, prisoned and bounded in our heads.....I guess this is the only outlet.