I saw you standing between two worlds
Watching curtains rise upon a stage
I knew where you lived, I heard you cry
I could have saved you, but instead I died
Even in the afterlife, I feel you all around
I see you in reflections and through cracks in the ground
I hear you say it sneaks up on you
into my soul you built a house
and wound it up and let it go
When I breathe you in to look thru my eyes
I feel your hands on my hips
And give up my life for yours
And I know how you must have felt
the ocean swallows you up like a fist
I look for you and you're not there
Only stealing glances out of the corners of my mind
And everything moves so slowly
Defined by everything we used to take for granted
And every thought is a life,
wrestling from this world it's own desire
I close my eyes
I reach out to you, the one I loved
And hit stone from deep in my well
I look up and out of this hell I am trapped inside
And lower my head,
denied.
I am The Dead that Zombies Dread,
and i sway with my hair in front of my eyes
dancing to music no one can hear
lost in the prison of my curse's reign
I will never escape this well, this silent torture
Even hell is a heaven to one so low.
I am The Dead that Zombies Dread, I can keep covering,
but my song is the sound of breaking hearts
and fathomless tears, endless in their trek to the sea.
Happy Birthday to me.
Watching curtains rise upon a stage
I knew where you lived, I heard you cry
I could have saved you, but instead I died
Even in the afterlife, I feel you all around
I see you in reflections and through cracks in the ground
I hear you say it sneaks up on you
into my soul you built a house
and wound it up and let it go
When I breathe you in to look thru my eyes
I feel your hands on my hips
And give up my life for yours
And I know how you must have felt
the ocean swallows you up like a fist
I look for you and you're not there
Only stealing glances out of the corners of my mind
And everything moves so slowly
Defined by everything we used to take for granted
And every thought is a life,
wrestling from this world it's own desire
I close my eyes
I reach out to you, the one I loved
And hit stone from deep in my well
I look up and out of this hell I am trapped inside
And lower my head,
denied.
I am The Dead that Zombies Dread,
and i sway with my hair in front of my eyes
dancing to music no one can hear
lost in the prison of my curse's reign
I will never escape this well, this silent torture
Even hell is a heaven to one so low.
I am The Dead that Zombies Dread, I can keep covering,
but my song is the sound of breaking hearts
and fathomless tears, endless in their trek to the sea.
Happy Birthday to me.

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men surround me, they stare, they gawk, they drool,
I tire of their leers, I want more.
I want a man who looks into my soul.
who sees the real me.
asks...wants...desires...the woman that I am inside.
why don't they ask?
why don't they care?
why don't they look?
am I destined to a world of superficiality?
I suppose I am.....