Half measures of everything,
No matter what I try to bring,
No matter what it is,
It all dies out with a crackle and a fizz.
A SOSE assignment brings an ‘A’,
That’s nice, any homework today?
And people watch and wonder why,
I will not let my emotions cry-
Out for the help they need,
All it does is bring the seed.
Of my hearts destruction,
That is no solution.
If I give everything my all,
My mind is crushed against a wall.
But if I give not all but none,
No-one is satisfied except one.
The only one who does not count,
I wonder as my anger mounts.
If half and all are meant to be,
The only things that I can see.
Or if life carries something more,
This is my internal war.
I cannot fathom,
All I see is this chasm.
Where efforts none and all,
Are swallowed by the giant maw.
Of that which is the gnawing pain,
That slowly engulfs my brain.
These words flow onto the page,
Escaping from their darkened cage.
The cage of words and bars of thoughts,
In which my true emotions caught-
Wallow and thrash in vain,
This will be eternal pain.
I hunger for a knowledge great,
And my hunger causes hate.
A hate for those who cannot tell,
Me how to find that empty well.
The well I seek to fill,
With my soul and with my will.
A soul darkened with spite,
That boils over in the night.
And summons demons from afar,
I do not know from whence they are.
They crawl and gallop on their way,
And in their manner try to say.
Their hunger and their morbid lust,
I choke upon my own disgust.
I cannot see the truth of things,
I’m like a child tiny who clings-
Upon his mothers skirts,
To chase away his many hurts.
Only I cling to my pain,
And slowly it begins to maim-
My minds distracted leisure,
Into an unbroken, Half Measure.
Half measures of everything, No matter what I try to bring, No matter what it is, It all dies out with a crackle and a fizz. A SOSE assignment brings an ‘A’, That’s nice, any homework today? And people watch and wonder why, I will not let my emotions cry- Out for the help they need, All it does is bring the seed. Of my hearts destruction, That is no solution. If I give everything my all, My mind is crushed against a wall. But if I give not all but none, No-one is satisfied except one. The only one who does not count, I wonder as my anger mounts. If half and all are meant to be, The only things that I can see. Or if life carries something more, This is my internal war. I cannot fathom, All I see is this chasm. Where efforts none and all, Are swallowed by the giant maw. Of that which is the gnawing pain, That slowly engulfs my brain. These words flow onto the page, Escaping from their darkened cage. The cage of words and bars of thoughts, In which my true emotions caught- Wallow and thrash in vain, This will be eternal pain. I hunger for a knowledge great, And my hunger causes hate. A hate for those who cannot tell, Me how to find that empty well. The well I seek to fill, With my soul and with my will. A soul darkened with spite, That boils over in the night. And summons demons from afar, I do not know from whence they are. They crawl and gallop on their way, And in their manner try to say. Their hunger and their morbid lust, I choke upon my own disgust. I cannot see the truth of things, I’m like a child tiny who clings- Upon his mothers skirts, To chase away his many hurts. Only I cling to my pain, And slowly it begins to maim- My minds distracted leisure, Into an unbroken, Half Measure.
