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« on: June 23, 2010, 03:01:49 AM »
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I am slowly Dying I am fading away
As hours pass I find it harder for the me they know to stay
The parts of life, the mask I show
It's starting to feel so ever slow
The me I present is disappearing more and more
Sooner or later they will implore
The tatters and shreds that remain
Put on a brave face and perform just the same
I can't keep this up for long
I just feel so wrong
My true face will see day
I am slowly dying, I am fading away
The new me they'll see, oh what a bore
As I sit there, silent as a deaf roar
Opinions have changed, friends re-arranged
All mourning the me departed; deranged
Year after year I'll trudge along, Grey
I am slowly dying I am fading away
Diversity is good, but only while contained
The ones that fit in, they remain
Gone with the riff raff and scum
You wait to be judged, your heart like a drum
They hurt me, made me pray
I am slowly dying, i am fading away
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The time I was gifted
All my views are shifted
Social outcast
All adds too the world so vast
I thank the all loving population
Scratching their heads in speculation
Most of them find it hard to grasp
Too all of my dreams, desperately I clasp
Alone I shuffle in the corner of their eye
All of my hopeless accusations they deny
The attempts I have made
For an insult will they trade
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I feel so inclined to share with you
Something dazzling sparkly and new
My deep depression, look at it now
Me; look at me; I am going to take a bow
All these dark things, i found it out
I am the center of the universe, my leave will make a drought
My own life I'll take to end the show
I'll run around, it's best seen from front row
For how can they go on without a lead
It's all about me, it's in my creed
So the show will end not with a bang
I really will leave you all too hang
Instead it will end with the soft of a whimper
Isn't that just so much simpler
This new science, all about me
Hey, I won't even charge a fee
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When I walk down the street I here them say
All the great things about yesterday
The happy moments that make present seem grey
Even in the midst of memory we feel okay
For it was in the past we made them pay
On those long cold memories we prey
Wanting the fleeting warmth to stay
The cancerous poison in the fray
The triumph of perseverance on a tray
Only a few feet away
Off our forward line in time we wish to stray
To keep the lingering future at bay
Like that one little needle in a pile of hay
We find the ones who live in yesterday
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I walk the perilous path
The path I call my life
It's twists and turns confuse me so
Others rarely feel my wrath
Amidst the pain and strife
And sometimes I feel so slow
I never catch on, I never really laugh
This path cuts through me like a razor knife
They say lustful pain makes me grow
I've double checked my math
I have not changed, I never will, Till the cold reaper's scythe
We walk down this path in a neat little row
I walk the perilous path
The path I call my life
It's twists and turns confuse me so