Faces . . . .
Faces . . .
Come on you bastards, where do you hide,
I can feel you in my body that you defined,
I want to see you, look you in your fucking eyes,
Watch your expressions, as this boy internally dies,
I search fucking everywhere, I remember the events,
Looking for faces, for my rage to let loose and vent,
But all I see are faceless figures, nothing but a blur,
You have unleashed my wrath, but too afraid to incur,
I need to remember your every minute facial detail,
Because this boy wants your life to totally derail,
Are you to fucking afraid to be recognised now?
Because you know if you met this boy, with fear you would cow!
My brother, even your face now has begun to fade,
Which is fucking great, I have not seen you for half a decade,
To my father why cant I see your face too?
I have absolutely nothing to hide, but do you?
Am I once again being totally protected by my mind?
As my body is terrified of the faces and pain it may find?
Would both rather keep me totally numb and blind?
I cannot see your faces anymore but this blur I want to unwind!
Most of your faces have long faded to fucking grey,
But this does still not take the pain away,
Maybe this is a good thing I cannot see your faces so bold,
Because maybe what you all fucking did to me, is losing its hold!!
***the word cow here is used in a Scottish sense, it loosely translates to tremble, or curl up in fear . . . . . i.e. to cow up at the sight of fear***
Come on you bastards, where do you hide,
I can feel you in my body that you defined,
I want to see you, look you in your fucking eyes,
Watch your expressions, as this boy internally dies,
I search fucking everywhere, I remember the events,
Looking for faces, for my rage to let loose and vent,
But all I see are faceless figures, nothing but a blur,
You have unleashed my wrath, but too afraid to incur,
I need to remember your every minute facial detail,
Because this boy wants your life to totally derail,
Are you to fucking afraid to be recognised now?
Because you know if you met this boy, with fear you would cow!
My brother, even your face now has begun to fade,
Which is fucking great, I have not seen you for half a decade,
To my father why cant I see your face too?
I have absolutely nothing to hide, but do you?
Am I once again being totally protected by my mind?
As my body is terrified of the faces and pain it may find?
Would both rather keep me totally numb and blind?
I cannot see your faces anymore but this blur I want to unwind!
Most of your faces have long faded to fucking grey,
But this does still not take the pain away,
Maybe this is a good thing I cannot see your faces so bold,
Because maybe what you all fucking did to me, is losing its hold!!
***the word cow here is used in a Scottish sense, it loosely translates to tremble, or curl up in fear . . . . . i.e. to cow up at the sight of fear***
