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Jamie Armani
http://jamiearmani.purpledream.com
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Coming Through
07/25/03
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The sun in the sky created to scorn
It burns like desire and stings like a thorn
The soul you possess, all tattered and torn
Descended from grace and destined to mourn
The darkness I loved I've now come to hate
Grappling at walls with the need to escape
She makes a move, but only to wait
You play by the rules until it's too late
You make me worthless, no will to exist
Self-maintaining hatred forced to persist
I've felt your pain from your voice to your fist
So close to the end but baby you missed
All of your mistakes that I can't erase
It's what the voice inside tries to displace
You can't stop confusion leaving disgrace
Forgotten void suggestive to deface
One does not stir with the purpose to wake
Gave me my sin with intentions to take
When the cut's too deep it gets harder to fake
My one way out which I have to forsake
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Adulterate
08/02/03 |
My life dwells upon the periphery of your reality
The burning star which illuminates my existence
Bring upon me the breath of life
To origins that had known none such warmth before...
Break apart the pieces to see what you created
Compassion is left behind for the weak
I will contaminate and make a shame of you
The desecration makes us complete
No one moves until you gaze upon them
In thought, my mind held it like a breath, a song
They scream all around with sound only for you
Frightening to the normalcy
Deluge pools of acrid vitriol and foetor
Swallowed in sympathy, pain and dejection
We will become together; less than we were apart
Drink me.
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Vines
08/25/03 |
The penalty of truth my dear
Is not so cruel as hurt or fear
The tears you wept made crystal clear
That without faith you disappear
The many times I begged you please
You've watched me cry on bleeding knees
And touched my soul with your disease
An endless pain with no release
In time the sting does not subdue
The fame you insist to pursue
Tear it up, then you review
Throw away what you can't renew
Reflect on what you left behind
The worlds in which you were confined
For this life your soul was designed
Sensations now all intertwined
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Untitled
09/21/03 |
You hate the way I look at you
You want so bad to make it true
A mind of thoughts I can't construe
The old revolts against the new
You've lived so long in disbelief
Once you could see, now no relief
It's what attracts you to the grief
You clench your fists and grit your teeth
A million miles from ecstasy
A thousand smiles to set you free
I heal your wounds, no victory
Left to confess your vanity
Now your mind's left for conclusion
Left wide open to intrusion
Fame and time were an illusion
Burned to bits for a solution
The pressure hits the light of day
And holds us in a certain way
With raw emotion on display
Never what we want to portray
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Untitled II
10/21/03 |
You're killing angels every day
Breaking souls that are in your way
Leaving behind, loss, decay
A trail of darkness, cold and grey
What is it that you want to be
Of fame, of grace, of placidity
The fear inside you hate to see
I'm sorry to say that I can't agree
What about the bullet inside your head
The body that is lying in your bed
All the pain you held within has bled
All the insides left void and dead
Feelings you no longer can contain
The rush you can no more sustain
A tumor growing in your brain
The clot which is building in your vein
You're patient as I pull you near
And whisper something in your ear
Your vision tainted for hate of fear
Wash away until it runs clear
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