Wednesday, 5. December 2007, 21:08:07
(this may suck, i wrote it a long time ago, so bear with me and please comment!)
this feeling, these feelings
they let my eyes see
but how can this being
of truancy be?
a single teardrop runs down yon angels face
and by fortune is wiped by the finger of grace
but still lives that sadness buried in her mind
so deep and discreet only god could find
but her prayers go unanswered,
the truth that is lost
it affected the future
a life was the cost
that this sense of lonliness could overcome hope
so everone weeps, and she leaves them to cope
now far away in a small place of peace
her untainted face, a frown to crease
as she ponders life's choices
made wrong or done right
and what went through her head
on the last lonely night
her sadness goes on, death could not destroy
it resides in us all, both girl and boy
the want of an end, the need for relief
like unto a tree with each falling leaf
(ebbing away....)
so on she cries, her tears cleanse our world
her banner of sunshine held highly, unfurled
bringing light to the others in need
now she has finally come to succeed