Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Wil it ever be the same, I ask myself
Oh yes, the things are done
They hav com n gone
Leavin behind darkness n despair
There's no escape, while the shadows r here
U don't say no to them, they seldom listen
Engulfed in bleakness n mindless torment
N blinded in rage n fury that will burn fr eternity
Will everythin b all right, I ask myself
Let the rains wash my tears away
Into puddles of sorrows that were once mine
Though they can scarce extinguish the fires within
The burnin rage that flares n fumes
Rekindlin the wounds carved out in excruciatin torment
When the clouds hush in darkness
N the winds bear mournful premonitions
They look down upon the lonely traveler
Bearin the brunt of a trouble too many
Steps measured in pain n etched in anguish
Tracin tearful alleys on green Earth
Cloaked in the stains of pain n agony
Banished into a world of nightmares n distress
Will it ever end, I ask myself..