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Monday, July 23, 2007

Carry me to the promise land,

Cause that white light at the end ,

It just plain ain’t good enough.

I’m chained to the floor,

And I can’t move another inch.

I thought this might be a cinch,

But it really ain’t that easy,

Eyes are covered by sleaziness.

That’s why I keep on pushing,

Ain’t no time to sit and quit,

I must break these chains

Push my limits to the brink

I need to go somewhere

But sometimes I don’t know where


Monday, June 18, 2007

WAH WAH WAH.....that's me complaining like I always like to do


Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Someone lend me a match

So I can light this darkened path

Let it guide me to my destination

Far from all this madness

That has been contributing to my sadness

 

There is no end to my problems

No rest for this weary soul

Loneliness beckons me forth

And to it I must comply

 

I seek a place void of expectations

An empty glass I don’t have to fill

Times were simpler back then

But the hands of time do not stay still


Sunday, April 01, 2007

There are times when life seems hard,

The weight of the world is on your shoulders.

And your knees begin to buckle,

Your back starts to ache from the pain.

There’s nothing you can really do,

But to hold on tightly to things you can’t see.

I won’t give up hope that things will be better,

Down to my last breathe I will hold on.

Until the day my heart stops beating,

I’ll always have faith flowing in my blood.

That someone will one day rescue me,

A day when I am able to say I’m free.

To yell at the top of my lungs,

Let my voice be heard to the world.


Friday, March 30, 2007

I try so hard to avoid misery.

But lately I just feel it’s hard,

Cause misery is creeping back in.

I’m victim of my circumstances,

My body and mind has been out of whack.

So I’m waiting for that one day to come,

When I find balance and get back on track.

 

I can’t help it to doubt myself.

Words are still words,

Even if they are not heard.

And I can’t help believing in them

That something is wrong with me,

A flaw that I could not see.

 

I was like everyone,

I believed I could spread my wings.

Fly to new heights,

Be like the sun and burn bright.

Now I wish I could just blend in,

Hide in the shadows of others,

And hopefully by then,

I’ll be able to end my misery



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