Tuesday, November 28, 2006

waiting for a ride

hands spinning around, no time in this place
before i sit down life has passed by and away
nothing new, nothing changed, starts and ends the same way
crying here, crying no, out for help but is all the same
i see some beauty the only way out of this loop we call life
away to change a way to beautify this place i call life
there is a long distance a hard way to go far from here
i start on my way and i get close it it then all in the blink of an eye
it was far again fight my way back but hard was the road this time around
i am far again and asked for help but know one can but for one
and they are far from what i need and can not help
so far way from the place i started from sitting here
sitting alone in the dark back at the beginning of the road
nothing new, nothing changes, same as i always been
cry out now i will not change for life does not want or like to change
sad thoughts enter this mind and hopes disappear until i am blind
no change just the same far way from hell i am shamed
for i have not been able to reach haven and cant go to hell
bye oh bye to these thoughts of my mind cry away
like if i am died here not to change good bye

Sunday, November 12, 2006

blank

not a thought runs through this mind of mind of mine
no sound as i cry out and nor does a tear drop from my eyes
no pain now that i am hurt no happiness from my joy
just a blank piece of paper with nothing on it nothing but every thing
i just know one thing that am here but where is here
i ask my self allot but i don't know am i in heaven or is it hell
where ever it is i know that i am here doing nothing
and every thing i do is for nothing why try to
no feelings nothing at all just being when wanting not to be
no feelings no goals no plain and not a thought that i can grab
the rage seeps away and nothing fills its place
the love i have for my self missing but no hate
i dead but i still breath and my heart beats
i scream but there is no sound for me
i show some thing that is not there for things i don't care
i try to be what is necessary but does any one even care to ask me
what i had hope on has passed away
my love that i have only cause pain
but only if i can feel this feeling i talk about
i am full of shit every thing i talk about is worthless
no more god i can Handel it no more just let me go
make me what is need to be normal or dead its all the same to me
just don't leave me in this place i am in your power know me
and let me see that i can be some thing instead of being nothing
i am sick of being what i am nothing in this world
some thing that lives and dies with out a point
an insect on its way one day alive the next dead just put me in its place

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

with out the morning there is no day

this morning was dark with its sky filled with clouds
the true beauty of the morning was hidden by the darkness
i peek throw the clouds and see the morning so filled
so beautiful and bright, it shines throw the clouds
and brightens up my day and makes me forget
beauty of the morning makes me think that i will make it
just another day hoping that i can see the morning beauty
another day and hope the clouds don't block my way
i wish only that i can talk to the morning
and convince the morning to stay and when a cloud comes
i just push it a way, who can deny the happiness from
the beauty of the morning, i only wish i can aways see its face
the wind running down its face
with a few birds flying away
the bright sun that shines every day
and i see those eye of an angel watching me
and these dark clouds in my mind
and if it had a choice it will leave and forget me
but i think the world that was created with
such a beautiful morning