Bitter

In the depths of my soul, My hearts been bottomed out

Lights have dimmed, the sparkle in your eye's out

My mind wanders dazed in this fog, Searching for you, Searching for a way out.

You led me through dark times 

Guiding light, Embalming my pain

Raising me from the depths of my shame, To the cliffs of redemption

And now you've pushed me over

As I fall through the dark clouds 

The wind whistles your name

And as the black earth embraces me

I taste your love one last time 

And its bitter. 

With or without you, now it feels just the same

Who's at fault, who's to blame

Your passion's frozen over,  And what's a moth to do, without it's flame

You'd blow hot and cold

That I could take 

But now there's nothing, and I'm running out of air

I'd cry for help, 

but you just don't care 

I feel the walls closing in

The fight in me's fading

And as darkness washes over everything 

I look back to the memories of you

And they're bitter. 

Words

I wrote a lot, Of love and of hate

Of summer's spring, Of winter's fall

Of my past's present, Of my future's fate

And stories of men, some near, some far

Words of passion, Words of devotion

Of the lust for heaven, Of the fear of hell

Of mice and men, and of sheep

Of how we live and die, to someone else's beat

The whispers of the wind, The sighs of the sea

The babble of brooks and rambles of the wood

The sounds of silence, and the silence of strife

I wrote them all down, scratches on a sheet of white

Wrote a word or two

Of the yearnings in my heart,  and of the stirring of my soul

Of playing my part, knowing my role

And few about wishing on a star, dreaming for a bit more. 

Then I bundled it all in a song

And sang it to you, hoping that you'd sing along

But oh, and how I wish this weren't true

In the end, they were just words to you.