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The old man In a far off wood, to the east of Lake Chapnge, there lived an old man. Every day the old man would take a stroll to survey the gardens of his land. He wouldgreet the squirrels, chat with the deer, and speak to the old grey owl He would listen to the sounds, the sounds of his world. The peace of the Forrest, the pace in the air, The rushing cold water streams The old man knew these far to well, for they were his children. Then one day the sky grew dark, the anger strincken clouds moved upon the old mans haven And from them they shed, with the feary of hell, they shed with the feary of man. It washed away the flowers, sent the animals back to their holes, in their own self divine As the old man scurried to find his own home to get out of the storm He was horred to find, he could not find his home Until he realized that it was no longer there. The storm took his home, the storm took his pride. He sat and leaned upon a tree, the last dry spot in the forest There beside him, sat a squirell looking up at him with wondering eyes The squirrel then peacefully sighed and went off Then the storm took the old mans life. Untitled I blew out the candles; cold metal pressed against my skin Listened to our songs, shed my tears on this paper I never got that one last dance, the one that you promised me Its not supposed to end like this, this is not how it is supposed to be. The pedals no longer fall on your doorstep The daffodils have long since died away The necklace now lies at the bottom of the sea Don't ever forget what we are supposed to be he shadows on the wall remind me of a better day Those times of joy, of love and content But the chamber hall is full, busting at the seems I wish that I could wake up, wake up from this cruel dream Mausoleum of Hope If today is the last day that I live, This is the last breath that I take, My heart lets go my soul moves on, My body life less, my smile is gone. I will not bargain, or have any anger I’ve left my mark on this world I’ve said and done all I need I will have no regrets This mausoleum of hope The memories of a life gone by No regrets, and no pain, Only hope of a better day For I am in my castle in the clouds Looking down on you I’m sorry for leaving you here I will have had no other choice Please don’t remember me cold, Remember the joy and the life in my voice I will have gone to a better place I will always watch over you Everything of me that reminds you I will always hold on to Death is not something to fear It’s only the next step of life You’ll see me everyday after I am gone In every beautiful place The white Lilly’s at my coffin side The crying mother afraid to come inside don’t see my face, don’t feel any pain You must live your life, you must carry on Hate You hate me with a passion A passion stronger then fear You may hole this against me But for you I shed no tear Speak not a word, nor a glance Ignore me all together I hate you and you hate me I guess I must just let this be. The Walrus The walrus once said The dandilions are grand As he ate them all Last Melody Sun stricken Kingdom Sing out out the last melody Of hate and despair Punk Rock Haiku Wallet chains tatoo Converse and a cool hair cut Anarchy ten fold School Boredom and despair Not wanting to have to care This place is no fun The Rock Far far away In a land not far from here There was alone rock |