HMV – Hear My Voice
Powered by an engine
Stoked by the dread
Jet propelled by the angst
That crashes around my head,
I’m falling, falling
I’m failing, failing
Maybe I’m better off dead.
How I want to grab it all
With both hands, and all my heart
Not to comfort
Not to rejoice,
But to shred it,
Tear it all down
Until someone hears my voice.
A proclivity for the divine
Deus ex machina
Longing for the time
When everyone’s a winner.
An Indian sky that encapsulates
All the good in life,
Yellow sun, blue horizon
A little bluster to shift the strife.
But it’s not to be
I’m still me,
A little weary
A little red eye teary,
I don’t care
I’m not there
In spirit or in soul,
My body, a physicality
Not to have, not to hold.
When there is no trust
There is no pulse,
All positivity,
All possibility is halved,
As I run with scissors
I see your face in the two-way mirror,
If I come to harm,
I won’t disarm
I’m ready to be carved.
I want to stand
Take my hand
Stop me from falling down,
Nobody likes me
So, I’ll despise me
One life
I’m my own rival,
To question why I’ve not the time
Or inclination
Journeying to a dead-end destination,
What are my chances of survival?
You’ll find me crouching like a tiger
Hiding like a dragon
Missing the last bus home
And falling off your bandwagon.
Wandering restlessly, running on empty
Only to fall at your feet,
My face in the palm of your hand
Breaths slipping through like grains of sand,
Curse the day
You came my way
What you took me for, mistook me for
Damn God, God damn
‘Cos here I am.
Azra Pathan
Copperworm – Falling Down EP out now via self -release.