September 16, 2011

• …it ends

   

  I feel weak; I know you can’t see

  I can’t speak, tears drowning, minor chord

  I just want a kiss on my cheek but I can see that will never be.

  You’re just hiding, my darkened ward

   

  There are no words to express what I feel

  I know I should always carry my shield

  But instead I hope for magic so I can heel

  But there is so much traffic and I have to yield

   

  I hate to admit, I think I was right

  And I hate admitting I was once again wrong

  It’s the same story, even though I wish it not with all my might

  In this thin rope, up so high

  Holding to life as I balance in this line so tight

   

  I like to sacrifice and surely it’s the road I chose

  I like to be me, and I know you only see the negativity

  But will you get bored; there are bees from rose to rose

  I hate pain, it’s sometimes the reason I pretend to be vain.  

  But, it’s a front, I have nothing to gain.

   

  In my nights in the black room, staring at nothing

  I think of the stars, we stare together

  I don’t know if we were bluffing

  But it’s the same sky we see, I wish it forever

   

  It’s the lullaby of the wolves’ cry

  Only to see fire in your eye,

  A camp fire, lost in moments time

  And open wound, droplets of lime

   

   a Unison stare at the sky,

  To realize two separate worlds, was it a lie?

  A dream never comes true

  Unless it’s made an action by you.

   

  One can’t see love, but feel it,

  Much like a baby in a womb

  Love is beautiful, but there is so much pain

  Who feels love when there’s nothing to gain?

   

  A taken life by a last cold breath before your doom

  No pain lifeless strained vein

  Before an eternal fate in that dark tomb

  Just a drive in life’s fast lane

  As we arrived, out we go in a hospital room.

   

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