~*Above*~
A song echoing in my head as I walk with out my mind ordering the motion….
My legs are as if they know my destination however I do not. I walk normally but in reality I do not know my way. The world is falling into pieces as I watch then fall. A crimson sky that covers us all. I am a puppet whose strings have yet to set fire. I am lonely yet no one cares. Why I ask my self is this world so unfair. Should I take the easy way out or the hard. I take the hand gun from my dads dresser and the knives from my mom’s drawer. I am nothing, nobody just a inflicted curse. I take the easier way whether it was right or wrong. I promised my self it won’t take long. I lift the gun into my mouth and I pull the trigger with one finger. No one would miss me, for the centuries I have lived I will finally take my absence. I had singed my song on Satins left hand but now I would watch from the above on God’s right. I left this world without a fight. I watch them and I hope that they were right. I had been a puppet whose strings were set on fire. But now the ice creeps down my spine. I look at the angels, they will use me as they will for both mine and their own thrill. For better or worse, I hope the world learns from this, I was unloved and unwanted. My fingers had been cold as death and I tasted nothing but corpses. My skin would shock those who touched. But not that I am deceased I watch as the world is washed in fire and is burned in ice. The future I will see, the present that I watch, and that past that I have seen, I passed my words on to you. The only thing remains is you. So tell me darling what will you do. Stay on the sidelines and watch or take the lead and give the gift of freedom. So many decisions that you have to make. As they flood your mind you will wonder who to trust. Your eyes will look above for answers, you will plead with me. If I answer your call would the world fall; is this what we want. I will caress your skin with the breeze that brings pedals into your room. My touch will please you. If I keep secrets and remain this cryptic mystery. Will you shudder when my pedals touch your skin. Will you leave and destroy their gentle frail ness. All of these you must consider. For I am gone but to you I belong. I love you forever my darling. I’ll wait eternity above for you. My compassion over flows for you; it drowns the heavens. This I am sure is true. I’ll wait patiently, as you slowly live your life. Make the choices I did not, and when you arrive I will embrace you. Our love will be the source of our heaven. From spring to fall we will watch the world and all. But to this day I will never tell you if it is to fall from the and me above.
A song echoing in my head as I walk with out my mind ordering the motion….
My legs are as if they know my destination however I do not. I walk normally but in reality I do not know my way. The world is falling into pieces as I watch then fall. A crimson sky that covers us all. I am a puppet whose strings have yet to set fire. I am lonely yet no one cares. Why I ask my self is this world so unfair. Should I take the easy way out or the hard. I take the hand gun from my dads dresser and the knives from my mom’s drawer. I am nothing, nobody just a inflicted curse. I take the easier way whether it was right or wrong. I promised my self it won’t take long. I lift the gun into my mouth and I pull the trigger with one finger. No one would miss me, for the centuries I have lived I will finally take my absence. I had singed my song on Satins left hand but now I would watch from the above on God’s right. I left this world without a fight. I watch them and I hope that they were right. I had been a puppet whose strings were set on fire. But now the ice creeps down my spine. I look at the angels, they will use me as they will for both mine and their own thrill. For better or worse, I hope the world learns from this, I was unloved and unwanted. My fingers had been cold as death and I tasted nothing but corpses. My skin would shock those who touched. But not that I am deceased I watch as the world is washed in fire and is burned in ice. The future I will see, the present that I watch, and that past that I have seen, I passed my words on to you. The only thing remains is you. So tell me darling what will you do. Stay on the sidelines and watch or take the lead and give the gift of freedom. So many decisions that you have to make. As they flood your mind you will wonder who to trust. Your eyes will look above for answers, you will plead with me. If I answer your call would the world fall; is this what we want. I will caress your skin with the breeze that brings pedals into your room. My touch will please you. If I keep secrets and remain this cryptic mystery. Will you shudder when my pedals touch your skin. Will you leave and destroy their gentle frail ness. All of these you must consider. For I am gone but to you I belong. I love you forever my darling. I’ll wait eternity above for you. My compassion over flows for you; it drowns the heavens. This I am sure is true. I’ll wait patiently, as you slowly live your life. Make the choices I did not, and when you arrive I will embrace you. Our love will be the source of our heaven. From spring to fall we will watch the world and all. But to this day I will never tell you if it is to fall from the and me above.
