thelasttemptation's Journal: Why?

Why is it when ever I dare to hope for more,
Something comes along and knocks me to the floor,
When the world looks so bright and my steps are light,
A storm moves across the horizon, darkness for the future.

So tell me again, why I dare to try?
So tell me again, why I hurt myself?
So tell me again, why I make myself cry,
night after night for a ray of sunshine?

I stand infront of you, baring my soul,
and all you can do is wonder why I lost control.
Silently I watch your inner struggle,
Wishing I could help, but that is denied to me.

So tell me again, why I try to help?
So tell me again, why I open up to you?
So tell me again, why I allow you in?
So tell me again, why I'm here again?

I wonder if I should walk away,
Solve your problems in a moment of selfishness.
I wonder if I should stay,
Waiting for you to share your struggle.
I wonder if I should hug you,
Maybe give you a sense of the serene.
I wonder if I should sit in a corner,
Maybe give you a feeling of peace.

So tell me again, why?
Why? No one knows, but you,
And sometimes I wonder,
If even you do my friend.

chemlab - "chemical halo"

[subgeek]

chemical halo burning bright in a sodium haze
all meaning is lost, but this confustion remains
i'm going to tear myself apart
if i can get myself together
and spread my pieces around like waste
and give my gift of stormy weather
every time i move i feel like something's broken
every time i laugh i feel like maybe i'm chokin'
i know you'd laugh too, but it's not that funny anymore

you have a way of reminding me of industrial lyrics.

the answer i'd give to your (rhetorical) questions is that feeling is better than n