Multiply
Looking
out my window,
What’s
staring at me, staring at me?
Locked
in my little room
My
little room is bleeding
Or
is it me, how could it be
Being
alone, seething
Insanity’s
breeding
Naked
I stand
Your
arbitrate,
Arbitration
Negates
my feelings
Now
my mind is bleeding
Oh
how can it be?
See
without seeing
Free
without liberty
Misunderstanding
Eyes
stab, I bleed
Blood
filled with feelings exudes from me
Eyes
continue, so unaware
Judgment
upon me, only a stare
Emotions
are torn they fill this bloody pool
My
soul cries my minds so cruel
I
lose myself
You
still stare at me
Stare
at my body
Naked
& free
Still
my soul is bleeding
Your
blindness tears me
Changing
myself, My soul
For
my own insecurities.
Why,
Why, Why, Why
My
we hide injustice, behind lies
Why,
Why, Why, Why
Must the torments of life multiply, multiply, multiply?
©1995 Sean Moore
