Sewn & Silent

So have you taken a box

And hidden me inside of it now

Or have you taken a vow

To always conceal it with a lie?

So have you taken a walk

A walk into a life that isn't mine anymore

So have you made your place

In a place you'd left some time before

And when someone will find the key to the door

Will it still remain unexplored?

Will we be sitting here, in our wasted lands

Counting steps just to walk out of the door

In a dream that left you tainted

Wasn't it pure to you before you left it all with me?

Wasn't it impossible for you, to discard it in a drain?

Now shall I be ashamed of the time?

And will you shamefully walk away?

Time's come in our way,

But we had time to betray

And then we chased each others' thoughts

In our broken lands

And then we killed our hopes

We'll say we lived by the plan, yeah!

Will I see you once more

In the dress you never wore

Or see us in a place we never explored

This isn't the end we know

So we scar ourselves more

In a chance to live another day

We callously walk away.

Now.

Let's sleep in this trance...

It feels like I've stepped in a time machine that is going to take me back to a time and space that I had longed to get away from, that I had successfully stepped out of. But I am pushing myself towards the same place, yet again. It is like entangling myself in a never-ending cycle of events that will just run round and round and finally arrive at nothing. It will go on to destroy everything that it meets, almost ruthlessly, but it won't stop. And this my friend, is at times very scary and at the same time, extremely addictive and irresistible. The energy is so strong that it keeps pulling me towards it, like a magnet, you cannot help but stick to the downfall, to my downfall and I cannot help but slide along, deliberate and conscious, like I always wanted it, always hoped for it as this is where the drama lies. This is the only stage where I shall stand and I shall get my audience and everyone shall be watching and I shall be the star of the show, so I shall be getting all the attention in the world. Things we do to get noticed, things we did as babies so people pay attention, things we do as grown-ups so we don't feel alone. Things we do as human beings so we feel wanted, so we feel important in other person's life, things we do so we can live happily in denial, denial of the facts that we tend to accept and let go off every day. How convenient, how shameful. This trance is so beautiful, that one can only experience out of the lack of proper sleep and listening to the brilliance called deftones!