random flecks of dried blood sitting on the sill
looking out the windshield from the bottom of the hill
lifes blood flows free
front end wrapped round a tree
the car hugs the tree stuck fast and cant be freed
flames dance out the back
the tank explodes with a crack
blood mixed with tears blind my eyes
i am alive and a bit more wise
my brothers laugh and say suck shit
oh man mom is gunna have a fit
father lays on the table tubes stick out all around
the second of impact he dies
he feels his son depart
father lives with broken heart
sons still here but grown apart
pain and blood he spills again
trying to make amends
father loves and forgives
son can not forget
fourth car he has killed
17 and has no skills
gets another and tries again
to live up to his father the king of the hill
30 now and going strong
father is not as strong
son knows he must step up
mothers ill but wont give up
son tries to appoligize
father says no more lies
son gave up all the bad
father cant see how hard it is
to be forced to live as he sees fit
the king of the hill does not exist
cant face life with a closed fist
fight for love and do not hate
do not discriminate
truth love honour justice
who are we without these
to live love and embrace
no mater gender nor race
cross the sky pon wings of silk
searching for the missing link
heart is home and home is in the heart
keep looking forgot where to start
my heart lays broken like my home
cross the fields and thru the tree's
cant fly no more crawl upon my knees
see a clearing up a head
try to avoid this my death bed
fall down asleep and alone
trying to find my home
slowly hearts will heal
then i cant stop pretending not to feel
life is good if you live for the now
rise up covered in mud like a brood sow
fight my way clear
shed a single tear
all is found all is fine
now i have nothing but time
heal up my broken heart
i remembered where i have to start
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this is good I like it ^^
i love it
this is nice my friend...i can relate, makes me think of how i feel, looking for a place where i belong and feel at home.
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xXwolveneyesXx
11:41 Feb 17 2012
this was written after i hit a tree head on at 140 kph not sure what that is in miles
at the time i hit the tree my father was on the operating table he died but was brought back at exactly the same time
i was 17
queenofchaos
11:48 Feb 17 2012
Wow..
You're deep, my friend.