Our story starts on a happy day,
June sixth of the year,
All the children run round and play,
Blissfully aware there was nothing to fear,
Down the road of the culdesack,
A large city to revere,
A six car wreck is heard in flight,
Still nothing there was queer,
All the people exited their cars,
Not a person hurt in sight was clear,
A beautiful day,
Not a death reported said the officials with a sneer,
All animals opened in roar and simultaneously stopped,
all people thought it was a simple jeer,
Into the city,
A young man buys flowers for his date,
Thinking that it would be such a pity if he didn't have anything to show,
Hoping that her love was a piece of his fate,
Up the street a light turns red and the cars come to a slow,
A dark cloud opens over the serene day betraying the sun,
People in their cars look up as lighting flashes,
Unleashed from the cloud is a sound like a gun,
In the hospital near a child is born as the cars come out of gear,
A hole in the ground unseen by none,
Unknowingly the Anti-Christ was here.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Whole
If I fall into the dark,
Will you be there to find me,
The unforgiving space is left,
Failing to find the light,
I wonder the depths for you,
for your optimistic soul,
I continue to force my way through the demons of my past,
I continue to falter thinking of stories of forgotten lore,
In spite of pain I push on more to find the warm lit door,
Why let yourself fall you ask,
But take into account,
The pain I have endured,
Though the damage has already occurred,
I refuse to sustain this game,
I will find a way to find myself,
My love, you,
I form my wings to fly away,
Upwards toward the sun,
I am not weak,
There's nothing to prove,
Into the light,
I'm coming back to you.
Will you be there to find me,
The unforgiving space is left,
Failing to find the light,
I wonder the depths for you,
for your optimistic soul,
I continue to force my way through the demons of my past,
I continue to falter thinking of stories of forgotten lore,
In spite of pain I push on more to find the warm lit door,
Why let yourself fall you ask,
But take into account,
The pain I have endured,
Though the damage has already occurred,
I refuse to sustain this game,
I will find a way to find myself,
My love, you,
I form my wings to fly away,
Upwards toward the sun,
I am not weak,
There's nothing to prove,
Into the light,
I'm coming back to you.
How Do I Say It?
Everyday you've been here,
I always think about you,
Your beauty entreating my eyes,
I have not a clue what to do,
My lonesome soul begins to cry,
I've never felt this way before,
You are most important to me,
I care deeply for you,
From the day we met my heart flew,
You saved me from myself,
From my cold dark plain,
No matter what I did,
It all remained the same,
Then you came and opened my heart,
For the day, you shielded me from my pain,
And since the my feelings about you have changed,
I love you,
There's nothing left to say.
I always think about you,
Your beauty entreating my eyes,
I have not a clue what to do,
My lonesome soul begins to cry,
I've never felt this way before,
You are most important to me,
I care deeply for you,
From the day we met my heart flew,
You saved me from myself,
From my cold dark plain,
No matter what I did,
It all remained the same,
Then you came and opened my heart,
For the day, you shielded me from my pain,
And since the my feelings about you have changed,
I love you,
There's nothing left to say.
Time Until The End
One night a young woman's in the hospital,
The doctors comfort her until the end,
And from her came a child, the greatest gift of all,
The father cries for the death of his bride,
But away from the place, the child they send,
A young child, an infant at that, raised by a father on the side,
Left home alone for hours at a time, the baby cries,
He grows through the dark, pessimistic at best,
Forced to learn on it's own, from a drunken father,
Time flies by a baby becomes toddler,
Receiving the occasional beating from his father,
Bruises they see, the teachers ask why,
No matter the problems the father had lies,
The toddler still grows turning into a young boy,
At certain times he wished he could fly away from the pain,
Heading from school, Dad laid on the couch,
He begins to yell, the boy runs to his room to crouch,
His father comes in,
Now the young boy is a young man about the age of thirteen,
He hates his father so much he wants to run away,
He learned to fight back overtime,
Swept into gangs, drugs, and everything in between,
Now at the age of seventeen, he's the good student,
Going to collage, happy to escape the pain,
After so long and sober he made a new day,
He walked into the house and his father was home,
His father soon hit him and he pulled his dad's gun,
As soon as he knew his father was dead,
He put a bullet in the gun and it ended up in his head.
The doctors comfort her until the end,
And from her came a child, the greatest gift of all,
The father cries for the death of his bride,
But away from the place, the child they send,
A young child, an infant at that, raised by a father on the side,
Left home alone for hours at a time, the baby cries,
He grows through the dark, pessimistic at best,
Forced to learn on it's own, from a drunken father,
Time flies by a baby becomes toddler,
Receiving the occasional beating from his father,
Bruises they see, the teachers ask why,
No matter the problems the father had lies,
The toddler still grows turning into a young boy,
At certain times he wished he could fly away from the pain,
Heading from school, Dad laid on the couch,
He begins to yell, the boy runs to his room to crouch,
His father comes in,
Now the young boy is a young man about the age of thirteen,
He hates his father so much he wants to run away,
He learned to fight back overtime,
Swept into gangs, drugs, and everything in between,
Now at the age of seventeen, he's the good student,
Going to collage, happy to escape the pain,
After so long and sober he made a new day,
He walked into the house and his father was home,
His father soon hit him and he pulled his dad's gun,
As soon as he knew his father was dead,
He put a bullet in the gun and it ended up in his head.
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
The Pain
I walk through the darkened land,
only to be hindered by memories left,
left in my mind to erode my emotions ,
the pain left a crevice in my brain,
I always see her face in my dreams, in my life,
but as I walk closer, the sight of her fades,
I tell of my feelings to no one but me,
only the sorrow delt by the masses are there to see,
the lightning flashes and the cold always ensues,
I run away to fight the pain I've been through,
they say that I'm weak,
I say show me the proof because I still exist in spite of you,
I'm told I am nothing, a hiderance of sorts,
but here I remain in the darkness once more,
maybe one day she will roam onto me,
until that day here I wait with the sorrow that's grey.
only to be hindered by memories left,
left in my mind to erode my emotions ,
the pain left a crevice in my brain,
I always see her face in my dreams, in my life,
but as I walk closer, the sight of her fades,
I tell of my feelings to no one but me,
only the sorrow delt by the masses are there to see,
the lightning flashes and the cold always ensues,
I run away to fight the pain I've been through,
they say that I'm weak,
I say show me the proof because I still exist in spite of you,
I'm told I am nothing, a hiderance of sorts,
but here I remain in the darkness once more,
maybe one day she will roam onto me,
until that day here I wait with the sorrow that's grey.
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