Trust all your innocence
To things I can’t stand to hear.
Mark what’s inside of us
By all that you’ve ever feared.
I know this place
Much better than you ever will.
I mark this space
With each swallowed bitter pill.
But all the love betrayed and the mistakes we make,
The falls we take and the bones we break,
The games we play and the vows we fake
Come to this place,
To die without a sound…
…On this familiar ground.
Ride out this turbulence
And set course for clearer skies.
Ignore my universe,
Accept that I’m dead inside.
I know this taste,
It’s been on my tongue before.
I’ve laid to waste
That which was once adored.
But all the love betrayed and the mistakes we make,
The falls we take and the bones we break,
The games we play and the vows we fake
Come to this place,
To die without a sound…
…On this familiar ground.
Compose this holy verse
From secrets you’ll never tell.
These lines so well-rehearsed,
You’d swear we’re all doing swell.
I’ve heard us speak
In tones like these long ago.
I’ve made you weep
Too many times to let it show.
But all the love betrayed and the mistakes we make,
The falls we take and the bones we break,
The games we play and the vows we fake
Come to this place…
…(Just like myself) …
…To die without a sound…
…On this familiar ground…
…Just like myself…
…On this…
…Familiar…
…Ground.
Awesome work, and i am sure it can be a good song with this great flows_SOul
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow...it was a wonderful poem...letting us think...letting us remember...once again!