Not a state of mind
but a state of the Art
This is the story of how I got over what I though I never had, but of course, it wasn't that easy, it wouldn't ever have been, not for me, not for you, but now it's gone, so I guess it's over.
Revisited Escapism by Aborro, literature
Literature
Revisited Escapism
I must tell you I tried to refrain
From hurting myself again
But now I just can't stop myself
I open up all my wounds!
This is how I tried to escape
Outrunning even myself
But it all caught up
Now the memories won't leave me!
Tangled up!
In all that's lost to the past
Wrapped up!
Can't let go of what I had
Winded up!
I don't go on by my own will
They were playing our song
The radio sounded like pain
And I wish I could still sing
But this is not true!
From reality with this escapism
As I ran from this
But it all caught up
I can't face you like I used to do!
Tangled up!
In all that's lost to the past
Wrapped up!
Can't l
I'm walking all our roads
And I think I'm getting over you
It's like nostalgia,
but without sentimental memories
(semi-mental)
I just kicked the radio
All across the entire room
It played our song,
but I couldn't help but smirk
(devilish-smile)
I used to be so sure
I was immovable
But I can surely tell
You pushed me in the right direction
And I can look back and say
"It was good for a first try"
Maybe I'd do it again
Now that I know more about myself
I tripped and I fell
Something tells me I'm getting up
I will reinvent,
but lose the decremental rule
(demi-mental)
I just kissed the TV
Covered it with blooded lips
The
Now I live life to the fragrance of rain
Not the taste of tears (no, no, no way)
With those words I break my law
My book of tricks,
scorched to ashes
You've said it before,
I know what I did
No need to tell me,
What I'll never forget
You were the first, second and third
The first to go down
The second to know
The third to realize
My loves like true lies
Artists... use lies to tell truth
And I'm not that into politics
I'll spare my propaganda
To the next one...
To flavor the music in my head
I think I left so I could rediscover
The taste of lovely acid
And now if that someone asks me
If not love then,
I'm surely falling