Forget
Why is the life I live so bad, so hateful.
so painstricklen, I'm going mad.
I really do not know what I feel inside,
it feels like life and death will collide.
I'm not sure what this really means,
I can always sleep, but I dare to dream.
Inside thoughts are so slow,
I'm not sure which path to take or even go.
My heart beats so rapid and so fast,
I live for tomorrow, but cannot forget the past.
Life was so easy as a child,
no worries to put it mild.
This life that I live is only day to day.
does anyone understand what I mean
or even say?
The past is filled with truth and lies.
Nobody really cares if I die.
People always remember the past
this I bet.
For I feel it's time I learn to
forget.
Copyright © Christopher Emmert | Year Posted 2006
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