Broken Words: Sphere Of Fear

Monday, 23 March 2009

Blazing conversations, not a word in edgeways

Or anyway

Simple “Yes and “No’s” were only muttered

You were so quiet that day

That day

Staring into mediocrity

For the time being

I’ll listen to the car radio for a while, if you don’t mind

Salvation was sold in a rapid car crash

Vanishing memories of vanquish

Making it happen, for all of us was a masterstroke

To say the least

I know, It’s time to stop kicking at the bruise

Separate me from this sphere of fear

Watch yourself on these normal days my dear

You went home far too soon

But just like you it was on a whim

Savaged by the love of a family

It was only good intensions to bring you back home

Making it happen, for all of us was a masterstroke

To say the least

I know, It’s time to stop kicking at the bruise

I’m breaking down, glad I’m alone

This time next week, you’ll be happy

Making it happen, for all of us was a masterstroke

To say the least

I know, It’s time to stop kicking at the bruise

Making it happen, for all of us was a masterstroke

To say the least

I know, It’s time to stop kicking at the bruise

Making it happen, for all of us was a masterstroke

To say the least

I know, It’s time to stop kicking at the bruise

Separate me from this sphere of fear

Stephen 'Kokanez' Caines

23/03/2009