Eyes burned wide open
can’t cry anymore
Numb to emotion
’cause I’ve seen it before
Nothing tugs at my heartstrings
No harp strings to play
’cause the instrument’s broken
Strings are all frayed
The bird that is Hope can’t perch or sing
an’ she’s getting so tired of flappin’ her wings
No heart to land on
Just bits on the floor
No respite, no Inn
Then
No Hope anymore
I’m not angry anymore
You run like mad from your own feelings
Wild, crazed, lost
And then say that I am Those Things
Ha.
You are a good man — somewhere –
But you are afraid
I cry for you who lives under the burden of this society
That says men don’t
The mask you wear is hardening
Be careful, boy
Sometimes masks get cemented into place
Undifferentiated
I am no longer offended
Or disappointed
Or think there must be something wrong with me
The haze has lifted
I’ve done the work
I see clearly
How fast, how furiously
You run
And I have no desire to run away with you
No
Give me the meat of life
I will sink in my claws and suck the juice of it all out
It will dribble down my chin and I will grin, widely
Supremely satisfied
ariaphoenix 