Frightened of fear

Once again we´ve beat the sun
to a defeated, lightless puspose.
And if we dare to wish for hope,
we may find ourselves further from where we started,
further down in dissapointment.

We cannot bear another day of heartless,
aimless wandering.
We shall never walk again if all there is to guarantee
is that we will arrive nowhere.

All that´s keeping us alive is uneven breathing,
keeping our hearts beating,
keeping our pulse feeling like a ticking bomb
against our temporals.

Once again we lie our hearts out,
only to convince ourselves that we don´t hurt.
Hide the scars, deny the evidence,
and blame anyone who tries to open our blinded eyes
from our paranoied opression.

Just an obssesion,
which keeps us grinding our teeth loud enough
to drown the sound of their voices,
the pointed fingers,
the judging eyes of those who call us "them".

(January 2007)