-
its time for bed she said
as she looks for her bear
she puts it to bed
in its proper place
and climbs into her own.
as i watch the scene play out before me
as slow as the sun dawns
it dawns on me that the little girl is me
holding on to the past like she holds on to the bear
stunning as the newborn sun, i realize
there is nothing i can do except hold my head high and run
i run and run and run
for as i run i forget
forget my hardships, forget my pains, forget my sufferings
the only thing that matters is my constant breathing and the
pounding of my feet on the hard hard ground beneath
i slow as i reach a house, a lonely little house
sitting on a hill
i wonder who lives there
i open the door and walk in to the quaint living room
an old woman, the familiar stranger of my future, turns to the old man beside her
love embraces her frail face.
again, slow and beautiful like the moons slow assention to the blackened sky
i realize the pain is only temporary
and though now i cry myself to sleep at nite
it shall pass, it has to pass
for how can i meet my one true other half
if this one refuses to stop wallowing in its past
for that is all love should be,
the completetion on the whole
with two beings who understand eachother
completly and wholly
- by hott band freak |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/23/2008 |
- Skip
- Title: The Times That End
- Artist: hott band freak
- Description:
- Date: 12/23/2008
- Tags: timesend
- Report Post
Comments (1 Comments)
- Cl3v3rRey - 02/28/2009
- Instresting But what can I say your leaving behind all your worries and your pain are you running away from it or just being a coward... face it your nightmares always catch up to you...
- Report As Spam