another latest and perhaps my best work yet... somewhat sick is all i feel right now, but itll pass and with it will my tears. crying cold lets me live, and feel old again... makes me thinl i have a true place with the rest of the world, since crying seems to be all we do... havent cried in so long i dont know why i am now...
In the corner lives the child...
each day endows upon me the same sick taste.
crawling to the corner to somehow lay to waste.
all thats left keeping me alive are thoughts of yesterday,
and again i drink my tears and follow on...
these eyes have no more reason...
Once again, Upon a time, i heard,
and quickly start to walk away.
to hear the sounds of pleasure brings pain,
so sing not of my memories.
something that i still regret,
yet behind the mask ill love it yet.
these arent your fears your fearing,
they dont even have a name.
in your mind theyre spinning,
running wild in their own twisted game.
but thats just life you tell yourself,
confusion, tomrent, anger pain...
thats just life, and the only option left forces us to move on.
never trust and never give...
never love and never live...
so on and on i live... tomorrows a new chance to wash off my burns and put on the mask i tend to wear...goodnight all...
~Alex
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