My eyes pull the words off the page
As I listen to the ones I'll never hear
And practice the ones I'll never say
I remember every moment
I lived this before you
I want to tell you It's going to go away
All of It will fade away into a memory
You think about alone in the dark
And hate to remember
But know It's far away now
Because It's not like It was
And It never had to be that way
You never had to be alone
Burning in those flames
There were always voices calling you
From on the otherside of that bridge
And at least one pair of arms
Waiting to catch and hold you
And bring you across
Where It can't touch you














Comments
I've felt this way before. Hoorah for poetry I can relate to!
Don't know how it actually works.
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"We chase misprinted lies. We face the path of time. And yet I fight... and yet I fight this battle all alone. No one to cry to. No place to call home" -- "Nutshell", Alice In Chains
Didn't seem so gentle when I was writing it though.
Guess it came out better than it felt inside.
Not so bad, right?
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"We chase misprinted lies. We face the path of time. And yet I fight... and yet I fight this battle all alone. No one to cry to. No place to call home" -- "Nutshell", Alice In Chains
*holds up monocle to eye* "Quite good, chap, quite good..."
(You put the word hug between two colons--no spaces. I use those friggin' emoticons waaayyy too much.
Thanks
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"We chase misprinted lies. We face the path of time. And yet I fight... and yet I fight this battle all alone. No one to cry to. No place to call home" -- "Nutshell", Alice In Chains
Just learned how to do that.
And I'm taking advantage of it.
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"We chase misprinted lies. We face the path of time. And yet I fight... and yet I fight this battle all alone. No one to cry to. No place to call home" -- "Nutshell", Alice In Chains
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