Let's follow the flow, from this river of tears
I keep my eyes closed, cause I'm cover in fears
footprints sounding off to the rhythm of your heart beat
because all alone, I'm mentally weak
But the truth is I've already been emotionally drained
I'm the worse type of beast, because I've already been slain
but my own hopes, dreams, and passion
my desires running free in an un-orderly fashion
Roars of a lion is worth the same to me as the lies of the lying
because all i hear is the sound of something crying
thats why, the best thing I've ever brought to a conversation was silence
I'm scared of death by alliance
suffering from defiance
or worst of all ignorance from reliance
At the the end of the river of tears, I see a mirror of dreams
I've been crying all along, well that's what it seems
But the sad part is, its only because I see myself in you, while I'm thinking I'm only hurting myself.
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