A. Ch

(Outlove?)

Disgorging love, I feel I waste myself
It makes me sick, it makes me tired.
It seems, that only one thing, I deserve
Is the punishment for my desires.

Is it a crime to want to be with you?
And should I take the blame for all my feelings?
I`m tangled in my thoughts, I can`t get through,
Because sometimes one word has too much meanings.

And inner God, who lives inside of me
Doesn`t answer me, but cynically laughs.
You told me, that you want me to set you free,
But do you think, that freedom is enough?

But thought you ever, what you really want?
And do you understand – you really need?
So easy was to say – you love me not,
But are you sure, you love me not indeed?

Love`s just a word – four letters in a row
And it is nothing more, than a definition,
We talk about what, we never know,
As a result we find a contradiction.

But someday you will feel pushed to the wall
Imprisoned in your fucking freedom,
And like a worm it will consume your soul
It maybe beacons first, but than deceive you.

So hide your face behind the mask of joy,
And painted smile will be instead the laughter
In hands of doom you`re just a cripple toy,
You`ve chose the wrong way, so beware of what`ll be after

18 jul 2010