When I look at you,
Your eyes are hidden,
In a book of emotions,
So pure and white,
Tell me what you see,
On those pages,
And I’ll listen,
And hide my emotions too,
When the starts shone,
I walked towards you,
Please stay here,
Don’t go away,
I will give you sorrow,
Love, life is beautiful,
So are you,
So don’t hide your emotions,
Kiss me gently,
Don’t stop, don’t stop,
Peel away the hardness,
That covers my heart…
These hidden memories,
are all that I have,
it seems to be the only thing,
that’s weighing on my soul,
The lights around me dim,
they seem to fade away,
and the walls drip,
with a thick red liquid,
There’s something about this room,
that is pulling me down,
my entire body is being pulled,
into a black hole,
There is no end,
to the torment,
to where the hidden memories,
seem to reside,
There is more to this than you think,
when our memories fade,
we lose everything,
and then we fade,
This is where it all ends,
this is where the pain begins,
then the hidden memories,
can become real again.
You are not who you seem to be,
Everyone knows it,
But you keep pretending,
Because to you it’s fun,
Why do you do this?
You only hurt yourself,
And me,
Please stop now,
Someone help him,
He’s out of control,
I cannot reach him,
With only my words,
This feeling of fear,
It creeps up on me,
As you are turning,
Into someone not yourself,
He’s right in front of me,
But he does not care,
It’s like he is a shadow,
Of who I really am.
I want to say hello to you,
But you just look away,
Please tell me the truth,
Why do you look this way?
Everyday I wait for you,
I can call your name for hours,
But all I get is nothing,
I can’t even smell that flower, that you gave me…
Sometimes I wish to say hello,
When I’m not feeling down,
I want to hold,
This thing that lays on the ground,
Heeeeellooo, hello, hello,
Please call me beautiful,
Please call me anytime you want,
Hello, hello, hello,
I need that someone right now,
Please be that someone I can hold,
I want you to be in my arms,
So that I can know the feeling…
Heeeeellooo, hello, hello,
Please call me beautiful,
Please call me anytime you want,
Heeeeellooo, hello, hello,
Please call me beautiful,
Please call me anytime you want,
Hello, hello, hello,
Hello my friend, please comfort me,
In these times that I bare now…
Yes, my dear,
It’s time to face,
All of your fears,
All in this place,
This place is your heart,
It’s your soul,
Everything starts,
With you hanging low,
It all is all right,
You have cried,
But you won the fight,
And many have died,
In your heart,
And in your soul,
Everything hurts,
But you still console,
Please my dear,
It’s time to face,
My fear,
And it’s in this place
This is the world we’re in,
we cannot change it,
not even the destruction,
can tear us apart,
There are some things that are not quite right,
some realities are normal,
they rely on us to make them,
and that’s why it is a harsh reality,
There is no escape,
no way out of this place,
this place of hatred and cruelty,
it’s the reality that we live in,
Sometimes everything seems so lost,
we lose our way,
and the world becomes distorted,
and the scene is now rusted over,
Why is the reality so harsh?
why do we have to live like this?
in a world so overgrown,
so filled with the fog of despair,
This is the harsh reality,
the one we have to face up to,
the one we have to live with,
and there’s no stopping.
Ripping out your heart,
Is all I can think of,
I am so mad,
At myself and you,
Please don’t tell me,
That you love me,
It won’t help you,
Even the way you are now,
Ripping out your mind,
Is all I want to do,
I am so angry,
At this damn situation,
Please don’t say,
That you want me back,
Because it won’t come true,
Your fantasies,
They’re all lies,
Your dreams of life,
Don’t tell me such things,
Because I won’t listen.
People change,
Lives are transformed,
People die,
Lives are hurt,
Someday I’ll be,
Happy with me,
But that’s not now,
Because I have not changed,
Please tell me,
Things are broken,
All will fade,
When the end comes,
Gentle, falling down,
Staring everywhere,
To the sky and clouds,
But not to me,
All will fade,
When the world ends,
Tell me something,
And I will follow.
Blood drips down her arm,
she wonders why,
it screams with pain,
as her arm throbs,
why does it hurt so much?
she asks herself this over and over,
but nothing tells her why,
it’s because of her own mind,
telling her of all the pain,
it hurts,
blood pours to the ground,
death clutters her eyes,
her dirty face looks up,
to the sky that starts crying,
the pain is too much,
everything is at an end,
it comes to a close,
her life is over,
and she wants to live on… forever… in all the pain.
With one free hour I could,
Skip a mile,
I could also,
Fly in the sky,
In one hour,
I could watch the sun set twice,
And then come up again,
Only to be the moon,
In just an hour,
Something special could happen,
I could sit in the rain,
And have it turn to chocolate,
This hour,
Is used for pleasure,
Like eating a million tacos,
And not getting sick,
Yes, I will use this free hour,
To write something meaningful,
And have someone call it beautiful,
I will use this free hour well.