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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:07 pm
The seasons.
The seasons, make me wonder why I hear, the roll of thunder the summer sun, setting yonder the crunching leaves, that are under my shoes. The seasons,make me wonder why I see, a snowflake fall and I hear, the nature's call and I still see, a large straw doll, in a field. The seasons, make me wonder where the beauty, is in life as I watch, go by my life and where I go to find my right mind.
(this is more of a narative than a poem) The abyss In these days there is evil. I feel death grabbing and pulling me in. I struggle to escape It grabs my heart and sould and pulls them into the abyss, the one place where a person is beyond repair. Where a person is alone, rejected, ignored...Every thought that passes through my head, the death pulls me harder. My heart is kneeling, hands on head, hysterically crying for mercy, for it to stop. It is painful. I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I want to escape this world yet stay. I care and that's why my heart is ripping in two, like paper and nothing more. I get closer to the abyss. The more help i get the deeper I go. I need no assistance. Not anymore. All that causes is agony.
(here's really cheezy lyrics to a song i wrote last year; no title yet) You follow your heart but you don't know what it says you know where to go but the signs say the other way
(Chorus) And so we fall, we stumble we agonize and grumble trying to find which way is right we'll cry and dry our tears of sorrow knowing that someday we'll pry that closed door out of our way
You see with your hands and through the darkness you try to band with those of your kind>
>But once you see truth above all that is not you'll think of the cruel things you have been thought (chorus)
(bridge) surounded by shadows there's nowhere to go you follow your instincts and end up in hallows.. (chorus 2x)
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 11:44 pm
Is it love, or is it just you? sometimes you think that you're in love but is it true? but is it true?
and are you sure they won't betray you? are you truly sure? are you truly sure?
even if it fills the gap when they leave will it be empty? are you sure it won't hurt? are you sure it won't hurt?
they can make you happy but they can make you cry will they hurt you? will they hurt you?
I don't know if it's true, I am not truly sure, I don't know if it'll hurt or if they'll hurt me. But I hope for my sake, that he will be kind, and will be very gentle, with my unstable heart and mind.
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