We went through unhappy days
and were tested in harsh ways:
we hardly knew true happiness;
can we try to be happy and rebuild
what fell apart the best we could?
Let's hold hands again and renew wows,
wipe off my teras and I'll wipe off yours;
we wouldn't live without any hope for tomorrow,
no light shone in our darkness, only a faint glow!
Can we try to be happy and laugh for a change?
Can we try to look at each other and be forgiving?
Who can chase rainy days away along with rage?
No lovers ever know joy if they stop believing!
Does it matter if we loved someone else?
Will it stop us from being one body, one soul?
What makes us sad must be forgotten at once;
we must be strong and most of all faithful!
Can we try to be happy for our sake?
We have seen many people with a torn heart
and how they cried at night and stayed awake;
we won't do what they did and fall apart!
the time has come for us to leave
take away our memories
vanish for eternity
no need for words
we always know
when it's time to walk away
fighting back the teras
anger left no doubt
Goobye's are said
and away we go
Sadness has no matter
the wounds from pains never been forgotten.
Oh muffin they say
suck it up princess
not knowing I'm a drama queen
they tell me happily
Life isnt fair
Gag me with a spoon already
look at your sense of humor i get attacked with
at dirst caked with love
and then if i protest a fetish
and not interested in having
some weirdo have his way with me
the comedians i want to see go belly up
break a leg and go on
and i pray for the curtain to fall
and the sweat beads
then pour
and the tears
of rage and anger
and confusion
will later fall from my face
with a sad realisation
Here it is funny man
witness your joke
I'm actually dressed up in suicide
I'm actually on antipsychotics and antidepressants that aren't working
and that ledge you think is funny for me to be on
your pushing me off of
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
sarcastic loud slow laugh in youre face
its not funny unless you meatphorically draw blood
and someone hysterically ends up in tyhe emergency room
its not amusing unless your better than me
even if behind close doors you admit to all sorts of insanity
and thats the sad reason I've spent thousands of salty teras with my head in my
hands
saying god is cruel
Azure eyes gleam
touched by summer sunbeams
burning, melt and bleed salted tear streams
this morning's first extreme
stilled eyes close like protective
pearled oysters lost in dream
blinking wide as cleansing teras
bleed their vision clears
somber gaze consumed solar rays
as vision dulled
surroundings fade until night's shade
failing to monitor time
summer laser rays blind
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