Another World

When tears don’t flow,
When your heart doesn’t know,
When your past is taking its toll,
And you cannot go hey-oh!

All that you want and all that you need,
is a shadow that scratches your wound too deep.
When your mind’s elation is an image that you breathe,
and omnipresent are mannequins you don’t heed,

Take the anger down to a pen,
this numbness you will feel again,
take a walk in the park, it will still be dark,
and move on to another world.

Words once said shall haunt you up.
Fists once thrown will bounce off the hook.

Take the anger down to a pen,
this numbness you will feel again,
take a walk in the park, it will still be dark,
and move on to another world.

All that you want and all that you need to know,
are in the wisdom of the Gods who once ruled this world.
Suck it up and crawl beneath the stones,
for the words once said shall haunt you more,
and these fists will turn into the hands that would hold,
the key to the kingdom you never owned.

So, take thy anger down to a pen,
this numbness you will feel again,
take a walk in the park, it will still be dark,
and move on to another world.

Originally published on 29th January 2014.

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