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Note 4/10/12: Editing again, sorry- actually left out a whole verse here O: Like all my other poems, this was rated down from green...One more rate?
Hi guys, this is actually a song I wrote from Gerard's POV in the latest chapter of TTETI. If you read that and haven't read the update yet, please read it first, but I just wanted to post the song separately, 'cause I'm quite proud of this one, worked really hard on it, and think it works okay on it's own, so...yeah. Enjoy :L
Reflections of the Dead
Let me tear off this mask, let me unveil these memories;
Bleed and cry and unchart serenity.
Frivolous kisses and soul-searing lies, weave a fable of misty despise-
Under the skin, under the armour,
Where heartbeat’s carcass lurks,
Built on sins, masks, and rusted-out quirks.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects,
Is a coffin hiding this past.
This mask is fabricated; I cut the strings of my own heart,
It beats alone, alone, alone, and my soul has been abdicated.
Self-destruction is the easiest art,
Oh, self-destruction is the easiest art.
Words in blood are the weakest of all,
Shallow self-pity and demolition wishes for a pulse
To fall.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects,
Is a coffin hiding this past.
Pain is bulbous; protrudes through my skin like bones,
Grinding and groaning and grizzling as the agony grows-
Because this composed façade is only on loan
And I can’t pay back,
What
I
Owe.
My pain is wispy, my pain is discreet-
But I have this feeling,
You can still see it.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects,
Is a coffin hiding this past.
Empathy is what you accidentally commit, emotion is what I forget.
These graves I’ve dug, these bones I deflect,
But all it takes is one pair of golden-brown eyes
To dig up every regret,
And I start to feel, as if, maybe, I could still have a pulse;
A pulse,
A pulse.
But maybe it’s just death beating out my prophecy,
Limitless time, limited life,
Convulse;
What should I waste altering my image,
With this plastic knife?
What should I waste pretending to be,
Something that’s not me?
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects is a coffin hiding my past.
A reflection can’t be edited,
A reflection can’t be mislead,
So when what you see in the glass isn’t you-
You know you’re dead.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects is a coffin hiding my past.
The crack in the mirror, the split in the lie,
Reflects this glimmer of a procrastinating heartbeat,
My pain is wispy, my pain is discreet,
But I have this terrifying feeling
You can still see it.
Can you still see it?
Can you sidestep being mislead?
Can you see…me?
Or is this reflection forever dead?
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
Because I’ve been hiding,
And the crack in the glass is only getting bigger and bigger and bigger.
I’m drowned. I’m choked. I’m being strangled in all
I
Lack.
I’ll never be free.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
…Because I’m afraid,
It might no longer be me
Looking
Back.
......
Rates and reviews would make my night- I worked really hard on this song, so I hope you guys thought it was okay? Thanks so much for reading!
Lucy X_O
Hi guys, this is actually a song I wrote from Gerard's POV in the latest chapter of TTETI. If you read that and haven't read the update yet, please read it first, but I just wanted to post the song separately, 'cause I'm quite proud of this one, worked really hard on it, and think it works okay on it's own, so...yeah. Enjoy :L
Reflections of the Dead
Let me tear off this mask, let me unveil these memories;
Bleed and cry and unchart serenity.
Frivolous kisses and soul-searing lies, weave a fable of misty despise-
Under the skin, under the armour,
Where heartbeat’s carcass lurks,
Built on sins, masks, and rusted-out quirks.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects,
Is a coffin hiding this past.
This mask is fabricated; I cut the strings of my own heart,
It beats alone, alone, alone, and my soul has been abdicated.
Self-destruction is the easiest art,
Oh, self-destruction is the easiest art.
Words in blood are the weakest of all,
Shallow self-pity and demolition wishes for a pulse
To fall.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects,
Is a coffin hiding this past.
Pain is bulbous; protrudes through my skin like bones,
Grinding and groaning and grizzling as the agony grows-
Because this composed façade is only on loan
And I can’t pay back,
What
I
Owe.
My pain is wispy, my pain is discreet-
But I have this feeling,
You can still see it.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects,
Is a coffin hiding this past.
Empathy is what you accidentally commit, emotion is what I forget.
These graves I’ve dug, these bones I deflect,
But all it takes is one pair of golden-brown eyes
To dig up every regret,
And I start to feel, as if, maybe, I could still have a pulse;
A pulse,
A pulse.
But maybe it’s just death beating out my prophecy,
Limitless time, limited life,
Convulse;
What should I waste altering my image,
With this plastic knife?
What should I waste pretending to be,
Something that’s not me?
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects is a coffin hiding my past.
A reflection can’t be edited,
A reflection can’t be mislead,
So when what you see in the glass isn’t you-
You know you’re dead.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
All that reflects is a coffin hiding my past.
The crack in the mirror, the split in the lie,
Reflects this glimmer of a procrastinating heartbeat,
My pain is wispy, my pain is discreet,
But I have this terrifying feeling
You can still see it.
Can you still see it?
Can you sidestep being mislead?
Can you see…me?
Or is this reflection forever dead?
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
Because I’ve been hiding,
And the crack in the glass is only getting bigger and bigger and bigger.
I’m drowned. I’m choked. I’m being strangled in all
I
Lack.
I’ll never be free.
I never look in the mirror,
I never look in the glass,
…Because I’m afraid,
It might no longer be me
Looking
Back.
......
Rates and reviews would make my night- I worked really hard on this song, so I hope you guys thought it was okay? Thanks so much for reading!
Lucy X_O
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