Sitting alone in the darkness I wait.
I wait for someone to come.
Someone to talk to, someone to see.
But I wonder if they come in, since I’m setting in the dark, will they see me when I’m
setting right in front of them, and will they hear me when I talk to them?
I have been sitting alone in the darkness for such a long time.
I wonder if anyone remembers me, remembers what happen to me.
I can’t remember.
All I remember is waiting, waiting all alone on these dark, cold bleachers.
Sometimes you want to scream.
Sometimes you want to cry.
Sometimes you want to dream, or you may even want to die.
Sometimes you want to kill, or deal with lots of pain.
Sometimes you look inside your heart to deal with the most plain.
Sometimes you may lash out with these ruthless games.
Sometimes I hate you and wish you’d go away.
Sometime I will make you pay for the way that you play
The endless mountain range.
The endless clear blue sky.
Looking at them now I wonder if I can fly.
Should I try to fly, or should I stay on ground.
For I do not know to which destiny I am bound.
Looking at me you may not know,
but I hide behind a mask of happiness.
Yet I wonder if you can see past my mask, so I put on another.
I’m hoping, and hoping that you can’t see past them.
I don’t want you to know that sad, and want to die.
So I hide behind my masks.
And so when I’m smiling don’t ask if I’m o.k.
I’ll just lie and say I’m fine, so don’t ask.
O.K.
Her blood drips from the thorn on the rose.
Her blood has stained the floor on which she lay.
He lay beside her in her pool of blood whishing he had not slain.
While they lay there in her pool of blood, she lays lifelessly still.
He clutches her close in her pool of blood wishing she would heal.
But it is hopeless, for her soul has left her body to lie dead in her pool of blood.
Friendship...it shoud be an evelasting bond,
a bond that defies laws, and time...thats right isnt it?
Friendship should be the strongest bond that binds people together...after all, what is marrage without friendship?
All these things is what friendship should be...but its not...all the time we are loosing friends...those we hold dear...they turn there backs on us and forget us over time...thats not how it should be...
WE NEED TO STICK TOGETHER.
as i lye dieing,
i look into my life.
the past the present,
my old lifes and the present life.
how i have died before and how i will die now,
the liying, the betraly, the lust, and the anger.
i now know the truth that lyes behind my deaths,
nevere betry those who love you and that you love in return.
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