I thought it was in you that I could confide
but two weeks later you've started to run and hide.
I'm sure that if it was your location I managed to discover
I'd simply just start with the talking and expect nothing further.
All that I want is to understand
So if you can try, take my hand.
Allow me for once to speak my mind,
and it may just be what you seek, that you find.
Could it be that what you said,
Is the real reason why you fear to tread?
That I'm to good to be true,
and that you genuinely don't know what to do?
I get the impression
that its about time i end this session,
because I believe I've said
the main subject running through my head.
You've got my mind so puzzled,
with the actions you do and do not make,
with the words you're pretending not to say,
and with the emotions you're optionally deciding to display.
Never the less,
I think I will cling,
to the mystery of the future,
because I know that it can't be told.
All we can do is sit watching, hoping and staring,
as it continues to unfold.
Can't we stop questioning the reasons why?
Because up until right now,
I've spoke nothing but truth,
not even tiny subtle white lies
But as I look blindly into your stunning eyes
I know what I have to say
Is words with no feeling
that will leave you departing
and my single decided heart, breaking.
Never the less
I think I will cling
to the mystery of the future
because I know that it cant be told.
All we can do is sit watching, hoping and staring,
as it continues to unfold.
Although the knowledge of knowing,
that you are happy,
without me by your side,
may be just enough,
to stop me suffering,
from complete insanity.
Never the less
I think I will cling
to the mystery of the future
because I know that it cant be told.
All we can do is sit watching, hoping and staring,
as it continues to unfold.
Labels: The futures untold.
Waken up every mornin, shoutin and even screamin..
Wheres this god of today, only knowing that
If he existed I wouldn't have to waste my time prayin
I only know that if there was justice
I would have been dead at 3
But no, im alive hitting 21
Realising how devastating the world can be
Terrorism and violence
From city to neighbourhood
Whether liked or not it's a daily
Coincidence of the 21st century
So lord if you exist up there
Take notice now as I say
If you don't take me now
You'll see me chasing you down
In revenge
With no guilt or remorse.
Now, if death is for all the living
How come you're the one never dieing
How come you're afraid of your own mortality?
Yet we are the ones that deal with it respectfully
Labels: Closet Poetry
Would you listen, when I have no words left to say?
Would you stand by my side even if I had to run away?
Would you pray for my heart to beat, 10 years after the day that I pass away?
All that I can state
Is that when your gone I’d shred a tear and maybe even cry
All that I can state
Is that if I had to, I'd take the bullet and step in front of the gun, for you
All that I can state
Is that with these words all I’m aiming for is to shock and stun.
Labels: Closet Poetry, Would You
You asked me last night
What was my destiny?
And back in the 15Th century
I would be saying
Sword in one,
Shield in another.
Tonight as I enter the battle field
Your enemy shall suffer.
But back in the reality
Of this modern day society
I’d settle simply
For your love
Labels: Closet Poetry