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Sunday, June 27, 2010

I feel afraid
Was it something I said
Was it the way I moved
Walking on the dunes
Alone and so confused

To sail away
It is my decision
To sail away
Cold and bitter
To the fray
Sailing on my own
This time

Drifting pass
I want to break that hourglass
And turn back to the time
I said things that were so sublime
Yet so bad in taste
I load a gun just in case

I hate the way
I move, and talk, and sway
Swaying through the waters of
Life itself
Remembering that fateful day
I said things that were short of honesty
Short of joy and short of glee

Burying
Those bitter memories I loathe and revile
Burying them six feet down
Looking at the sky and say
Was there a time I gave a smile
That fateful day
Distancing from close friends
Is this the beginning
Or is this the end?

Locked away
I bid farewell to that chest of dreams
Of bitter dreams and evil schemes
My mind is blank
And filled with thoughts of senseless acts
If there's one way to lose everything
I'd pick the part where the funeral bells ring

Bidding goodbye
From the fears and awful times
Times I hate where my friends had cried
Because of unsound moments and atrocities

Apologize
The only way out from here
From rational thoughts
That are unclear
And meaningless in taste

Revelry
The only thing I want to be
Is a withering maple tree
Waiting for the fall of leaves
Life is just a heap of leaves
Blown away by hostile winds
Never to be picked up again

Cold and numb
My soul is just cold and numb
Falling away from this cold, hard breeze
Life comes around in a sneeze

(Sorry for the way I acted. Sorry if I hurt anyone. Emotionally. Unintentionally.)

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