Echo by Jesse Mathe
In a world so empty she found her piece of mind
Living life so simply way out of the simple design
In memoriam paintings stretch the sky
we suffice for the reasons when they never pass us by
to never scratch the surface the memories all but dry
happiness comes in whispers spattered in moments in our life
perfection turns to dullness through the echoes of time
A rose could never blossom; A star could never shine
these words could never etch themselves if the words were never mine
the feelings of excuses if you are never ever there
the wind flowing at her back the silence to be shared
the echoes of duration the next step is out the door
then pillows turn to to saviors and your crying ever more
comfort in a friend is comfort you can blend
You can't start a new beginning till and old one meets it's end
perfection seems a standard when no ones perfect anyways
the driven never get what they want and their dying day by day
A smile is your savior but if your broken your a bore
simplicity is graffiti on your silhoettic core
brackets mend the tables the frames are left untouched
I can stick with labels with the words so tightly clutched
Parents teach their children that all scratches can be buffed
but were all victims in identity knocked around and softly cuffed
She never saw it coming she never could run away
She felt the unsteady drumming and couldn't help but stay
the drummer boy is tapping shes fixated as he plays
his silhoette is strapping it wouldn't matter anyway
The world will echo the world will echo
take every moment as it comes at you
start living life the way you always wanted to
the outisde looks different from within
the marigolds are streaming in the wind
I'm malignant to myself and I've always been
A peaceful waste to the breeze just up the bend
the marigolds are streaming in the wind
I can't tell the truth from reasoning if truth be told
I am the conversation dressed down and dulled
the malicious thoughts of never growing old
Fears taking life of what I'll never have... I'll never hold
I'm beating drums to feel the heartbeat never known
Just living quietly to watch the seeds that I have sewn
you're barely burdend counting flowers in the field
A childs wonder on a face all but concealed
This heartless begger would all but yield
bury your thoughts and follow me away from here
throw your insecurities in with my fear
dry erase them all and wash away into the clear
I've seen the torn debris
the supplementing what the se'er can't foresee
monumental distances
the passive thinkers dissidence
travelling mountains to subside
diving deeper to confide
placing patterns in the tide
barely touching the severed side
bottled envy a livid calm
raging in me my misted palm
I've read my lifelines
I'm in between
diver ed instance
calamity
eugenic detainment
obsequency
filling pockets
draining me
captive reasons
false excuse
you'll never please them
you'll cut them loose
intentions fading
we drift alone
masticating
to a pulpy juice
elegance is dead today
lose your mind don't speak don't stay
Jesse Lee Mathe Intrigued
- 13 years, 2 months, 6 days ago