Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Unforgiving Grounds

Stoned with trials, you try
Yet, you fall...
Every time your crawl up
Back to that petty pace
No one knows,
No one cares

The ground is in its darkest colors
Damp with sweat and tears
Everything around is shattered
So what are you looking for?

Just like the flowers you step on
You don’t cry
Just like the wind on a hot summer’s day
You disappear without a trace
Just like me
You run out of words to speak

As trivial as it is,
Questions never seemed more meaningful
As time drowns you in apathy
For there are no real answers
Only questions …

My tears are the color of blood
My sweat, the soil
I find the scrutiny of pain
A worthy audition
So what am I looking for?