Hope is Gone ..a friend has asked me to write about hope ..how to live on with sadness, and how to cope ..and i tried to write, i tried to rhyme ..but ended up with silence and an act of a mime ..i tried to make up things,the flapping white wings, the bright bright springs ..but then i remembered the achingsand the moarns ..the freakin tearsthe painful thorns ..oh my friend i wish i could help you ..and say everything is going to be fine,lie to your face and ignore the sign ..of misery and distress,a freakin puzzled mess ..oh my friend .. its so hard to hope fora better life when ur body is all sore ..demented visions and evil thoughts ..a bunch of nerves tied around in knots ..a spark of white ..a glimpse of light ..a lie in the end ..left with wounds hard to mend ..oh my friend .. i wish i could help ..oh my friend .. i wont lie to you ..remove the lens .. of reds and blue ..its a grey grey world you see ..we are just the worms digging in the roots of the tree ..with lea
My Happy Ending ..Its because of her,This sad sad soul has come back to life ..Just like a lost bee, that has finally found its hive ..She makes me smile every time I think of Her ..Saving me from fading away, clearing away the blur ..Closing my eyes seeing nothing but her hair ..As it flies magically, sparkling with a glare ..I hear her chanting and humming melodies ..The only thing that could lay me at ease ..How can I describe what I feel ? ..Her love is so intense, her love is surreal..She is the skin that protects me ..She is the blood the flows through me ..She is my Heart that is now free ..Seems that we both are entwined ..A fool who called love as blind ..I have never seen life so clear ..I can breath in joy, whenever she's near ..I am addicted to her, I'm not pretending ..What can I say? .. She's my happy ending ..
Suicide ..I have committed suicide in my head ..In my imagination sins is all that i bled ..black and sour .. it aint no red ..In my imagination, sorrow is all i shed ..Like a crying baby left unfed ..I have committed suicide in my head ..Killed my self with a blade ..A slited wrist with scars aching for aid ..A rope carrseing this lonely neck ..Finally something to hug this sick twisted wreck ..Five thousand stabs in the heart ..Here's my exit, here's my depart ..I have committed suicide in my head ..Laying sad and lonely depressed in my bed ..Weeping for the saving hand .. even a thread ..I have committed suicide in my head ..Like a poisoness venum in the body it spread ..I have committed suicide in my head ..Not knowing,That I am already dead ..
Lillis and Roses ..I have finally found myself ..Being close to you ..Hearing your voice ..Sensing your presence ..A feeling with such a mystical essence..How could you not feel the same ? ..Haven t you heard my breath .. So irregular, so insane?Or my heartbeats how fast it pumps ? ..Or my skin as it screams for a touch ? ..Haven t you felt anything ? .. Not even a crush ? ..I was there, in need to be with someone ..Aching to be loved ..And you knew it .. You freakin knew it ..Damn these butterflies ..That made me smile again ..Thinking that they followed me everywhere I go ..Thinking that they might've seen something good in me ..Damn these butterflies ..But I guess you knew from the start ..That lilies and roses are just the same ..Although one is red and one's white ..A caressing bloody petals while the other is tall and bright ..Yet both wilt and fade ..Both die and turn grey ..But you knew that from the start ..You crushed me .. and everything I am ..You destroyed the tinie