Helikaon
07-17-2006, 09:58 PM
Tears streak down his face
drowning the window to the soul
collapsing to his knee's
in this silent surrender
Grabbing the dirt in his hands
letting it slip through his fingers
he imagines this is how he is
to the wide world
The dirt on peoples shoes
stamped on by many
ignored by most
always stuck on the ground
Do i not feel like you? he screams.
am i not alive? i have a soul.
The blurs walk on by.
As the tears streak down his face.
He wants to drown in his tears
but not even fate is good enough to do that
He sits in his world
Alone
As he sits on the ground
he thinks how easy it would be
to end the tears
end the pain.
But thats not what tears are for
tears create new beginnings
He sticks out his hand
for fate to pick him up again
As the tears streak down his face
drowning the window to the soul
collapsing to his knee's
in this silent surrender
Grabbing the dirt in his hands
letting it slip through his fingers
he imagines this is how he is
to the wide world
The dirt on peoples shoes
stamped on by many
ignored by most
always stuck on the ground
Do i not feel like you? he screams.
am i not alive? i have a soul.
The blurs walk on by.
As the tears streak down his face.
He wants to drown in his tears
but not even fate is good enough to do that
He sits in his world
Alone
As he sits on the ground
he thinks how easy it would be
to end the tears
end the pain.
But thats not what tears are for
tears create new beginnings
He sticks out his hand
for fate to pick him up again
As the tears streak down his face