~Used Goods~

I bring you the pieces of my heart.
It's all I have to give.
This is my only conversation piece.

They'd cut your hands
From the pain that drips.
Shattered puzzles without peace.

I bring you the bits of my life.
It's all I have to bring.
This is my only conversation piece.

They'd pucker your lips
From the bitterness within,
That doesn't seem to cease.

I'd bring you these pieces,
They're all I have to give.
I'd give you this life,
It's all I have to live.

There's nothing of Value in me.
No treasure for you to see.
It's so empty.
So empty.

All I have give...
It's this endless life to live.
It's filled with every pain imaginable.
It's filled with every sting tangible.
And more so.
This cross to tow.
My living woe.

So...
I'd bring you these pieces,
They're all I have to give.
I'd even give you my life.
It's all I have to live.

I'd give it all to you...
I'd give all my used and empty self to you.

~Impared Vision~

I wish you could see you through my eyes.
Past the pain thats inside.
Past these tears that you've cried.
Shine on the truth,
shuffled past what's been lied.

What has been given to you in spite,
It never feels right.
All I wish if for 5 seconds of my sight,
To see past these hours of quiet.

This silence could kill.
It makes my head reel,
This thing you can't seem to feel.
And it makes me kneel.
Because I love you as my friend,
For you I'd attend,
And anything to lend.
But this I can't send.

So I'll sit here with you in this silence.
And let go of this violence.
You're my friend.

If only you could see yourself through my eyes.
I can see past these lies.
You could see past these lies.

(To Jacklyn)