Random...(really random)

*~Its a weird poem, really weird ~*

its like i live here, but i don't
i stand here with you,
but I'm on my own
i walk and yet i run,
i cry but not water, crimson.

its a living beyond others
a life with no death
an acceptance because of circumstances
a happiness thats really fake

a smile for the sake of laughter
a tear because of pain
a feeling not really and emotion
a expression only through pain

to live without a meaning
to lose every ounce of faith
like give me went out the window
and please took its place

a conquest for a path
a direction to be found
a solution for the equation
a game without a plan

like wind blows through your ears
as life does through your soul
death but another image of beauty
as a wave of blackness takes over

to follow is to lead
to learn from what we teach
to take a chance and pay for actions
to be continued so that you can breath.

blinded by the truth
tangled in a web
cant even remember the beginning
but have no doubt about the end.

© Copyright J.A.