Forever Tainted Revisited
Forever Tainted
Distained by the loss of
presence yet hopeful still
Of that one moment of redemption that makes every second worth it
Parting ways yet lost in those eyes that breath
If this is a dream I do not want to wake and feel the cold
Every grasp now a
nightmare haunts me
and the pain is at least real
In sleep I wait and dream of her lips
soft still yet mine and barely
brushing mine
Soon awoken by its cold sweat
and
pray to go back to rest again to feel
her
Devoured by questions left showered upon my shaking body
Forever Waiting....
To see your face again
I
close my eyes
to hear the whisper in your voice
To feel love divine would be the only way
I would give in and wake again
Deliver me from this dark and lonely hell
I want to feel u in my
sleep if not awake
You are inside my dreams
and
my eyes keep me from wanting to see light
Begging grace from the
turmoil that I have treaded
Walk a little closer to the new beginning.
Foreseen in the blue and once again felt
By the touch of your lips dragging on mine
Again Forever waiting....
Shadowed by the unspoken
misery
I want to pretend nothing
Weary of the soon fallen angel
that has dropped me to weak to follow
My fingers bleed as they try to scratch their way up the stonewalls
I would give anything to feel her hair
brush on my cheek
when time stops
for nothing
Waiting…
Yet she watches and
lingers at nothing
cold with that blue stare
Reminding me of those superficial seconds
my blood quickens through my
veins in spite
I try to quiet my thoughts
asI beg for redemption
and I pray for silence
prayers unheard
Why must my eyes betray
me
when I want my soul to give?
me
again we are both
Forever tainted
Scared from this
discourse
I am soon frail
numbed by the passing scent
having been given its true descent
into the depths of unforgiven turmoil
seeking purity within the hold that binds me...
one that is forever killing me
forever seeking this distant veracity
Thoughts devour the
obscurity slowly slaying me
as I lay awake under shattering emotion
as nights rain pours upon this broken soul
and the many
taken years
The slight hint of a chill is even too familiar
Again Tainted
Why can't I wash this feeling away
as
my tears fall in the night rain
I cannot
destroy the memory
or
the scent that forever haunts me
I bury myself within its misery of others
to feel that superficial warmth
between the legs of another
Have I completely lost myself to tainted love?