Rain Drops
I lie in my bed, motionless and dead Listening to the drip drip drip in my head And look to the window.
Life flashes in front of my eyes As I watch the rain fly by On a torrent of wind That howls at me from in my room
The soft patter of my life Etches itself in my heart And helps me to realize this deadness That has creeped upon me, without my knowledge
The redness in my eyes Confuses me so, As I keep my life behind this veil Of dreading blood
Drip Drip Drip A little of me flys by Into that large cup; the ocean or sea And I lay immobile, Wishing for my death
The life I live Is no longer alive Has it ever been alive? No, I think not.
But, this life I live, here right now Is all I have to cling on to So I live, with little regrets But so much anger, boiling inside me.
This anger I speak of, it swallows me whole sometimes So I must lock myself in a dark room with no lights And no way out Harming others is not my way of life
Destinations, places I wish to go Mean nothing to me in this world But I go to each As if to live a little more
So I will live, my dear In this dead world And love, and cry, and listen to the rain drops in my heart As I watch my memories fly by
Lady_Esmerel · Sat Aug 06, 2005 @ 05:38am · 4 Comments |