The Art of Ones Life
right now is a dark confusing place for me
for i have lost a part of my heart
once again
its like a game they play
to see how much u can take before you die
yet im still young and dont know anything
so help me my friends to understand this pain once again
its all repeating in my head
lovly memories and lulabys of agony
my blood weeps for it is all the same everywhere
to me i live for my friends and family
if it was not so i whould vanish into a far off better place
they keep me together
as the petals fall from my everdying rose
so will i be able to pick them back up and into place
someday i will understand the real meaning of living
and its essense and beauty
for now i mourn for those who feel the same way
and i hope those who don't shall be miserable
being the one so true to urself , become insecure
filled with aging lies and false hopes you destroy
never you will live life to the fullest
i always ask what do i do
but its always the other way
Copyright © Chad Emerine | Year Posted 2005
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