NostalgiaSitting in a saddened state as snow softly fallsHe stands there in shadow and ponders it allWith so much sand sliding through the glassIt's seems his sight will surely never graspDrifting thoughs of drowsy things gleamthreatening to drown him in dreary dreamsOf days long done and days that diedDays that dried and dented when tried
Who are you?Who are you to judge me?Who are you question yourself?WHo are you to feel so bad,When you fail to see how good you have?Who are you to say "life sucks"?Who are you to piss in the windWho are you to put your weight one me all the time,When you are never there to carry mine?WHo are you to kiss and tell?Who are you to try and lie?WHo are you to say I'm a cheat,When your the one never on your feet?Who are you to run away?Who are you to try and hide?Who are you to say the world is a terrible place,WHen you can't even see the world past your face?Who are you to llive in the past?Who are you to stress about the future?Who are you to say I'm a coward,When I still stand as things go sour?Who are you at the first step?Who are you when your al alone?WHo are you to come nearer,when even you don;t reconize the face in the mirror?
FateStanding at the crossroads you lookThe past is closed, with lock and keyAnd the futures much to far out of reachSo it's locked in the present, trying not to get swept awayBut it's hard to keep moving when your standing stillkeeping a straight face when the clocks laughing away.Memories as stangnant, the same old thingLucky to remember at allThe future seems just out of reach, a prize never acheivedRebeling against the years, but drowning in the sandsYou look for help to pull you outBut everyone's drowning on their own.Take the challenge and use your steangthto get out on your ownDon't look back at locked doors, but race straight aheadThe future is more then in your reach it's right where you standSuffer no consequences as you stat to live againThe sun rises and sets, the same it ever didBreathe as you ove not getting stopped againTHe sun will shine if you see, Your a History Rebel
Whish fullA Crow raced through the sky at the brink of dawnAs the sun had to run just to keep up paceNight crept away to hide in it's painAs the clouds did their best to help it's escapeThe air gave the crow a sour tasteWhile he flew with a clumbersome graceAnd in a black flash he was goneAs a new day slowly strained into shapeLight chased away th quite of nightAs mornng rolled through out the hillsNight had to turn tail and runFor battle was best to try again another timeFor the day was armed just rightWith weapons to kill off night's chillBut now was the time to swing and have funFor now Day was in the primeThe battle was just one in a warJust as it had from the start of it all.There would be no surrender or peaceTill either Day, or night did Fall
UntitledSit and wait hour after hourOutide the rain continues to showerGet up and attempt to walk away the memories sourStarting to build up into a terrible towerTake back my powerAnd re-claim the time you devourTil the growth of a new flowerAnd be no one's to scourThings start to seem less dourSo drop your senseless glowerAnd there's no need to cowerGood things brought with this hour
ReflectionA defeated man looks into his bottleAnd thinks back to his lost battle.Days gone by, in the blink of an eye.He sits there and wonders why.As doubt starts to cloud his mindThere seems to be no sense of timeHe's lost the girl that kept him trueAnd lost in what he is suppose to do.The bottle is empty, the sun has setAnd his life is not over yet.
Fallen ladderWake up after a thousand years restA dream within a dream of a better dayThe door behind is locked and brocken.the path ahead crocked and hard.Lift your head and take the stepAfter all, it's all you got leftEyes forward don't get distractedAnd if you stumble just stand upThe path's croocked but you know the wayBut if you get lost just askCracked clay, and raging sadnessTry and look past the madnessTHe road signs areburnedBut you don't need to know where your goingonly that you areShoeless and tired you walk the pilgramageBut getting there will be worth it allJust try not to stumble and try not to fall
WarzoneSit back on the sidelinesNot playing this timeLeave that for the new recruitsThis games different from shooting hoops thoughWords dropped without carebreathe in some air, and try not to stareat the damage done.Watch the game turn for the worseAnd players fall off the edge of the earthAs things go bad and the games a warzoneTHe player should have knownLoves not a game tackeled so easilyThere was too much to do and to much to prepareBefore they run out and it's too much to bareGet your emotions tied up,your bound to get ripped up.Went in head first and now your in for the worseYou were never ready as you ought to beRemember that this love games expensiveGet in fast and dig your trenchesBut remember that it's just a gameMight seem like morewhen you're laid out on the floorThere's other things to start with firstLive now and forget that thirstTill later down the roadDon't look to me for helpTHe hunter hunts aloneAnd right now it's best you do your ownCupid's de
Road of the Lonley soulHaunted still by your long hairStill see green eyes that stareLost myself in a stupid dareBut who cares?DId things become to much to bare?Still hear the people saying "perfect pair"Now they have no time to spare.I go out on the streat with a new scar to wearWalk throughthe crowd, and no one stares.Drop whatever coins I can spareEven without you the weather is fairBreathe out memory and taste the good airHad love for you and none to share.Took my heart and started the tearWas caught in your snareGot myself free and out of thereYou decided to end it a nd it can't be repairedOut on my own and fully awareOf what we had back at the lairDId you think I would fall to despair?No, now I need to prepareand tell my chum that if he can maiden fairThen his life he can compareto that of the lonlyess millionaire.