Life...

by Shadow   Apr 5, 2006


Things,
They Come And They Go.
I Do Not Know Why
Nevertheless, This You Should Know.

Thoughts Are What Help Us
Through, Every Day.
They Help Us All
In Some Way.

Smiles Help Us All To,
I Do Not Know Why
But They Also Help Us Through
The Bad Times.

Family Help Us All The Time
But Sometimes It Feels Like They Do Not
Because Everyone In Their Lives,
Loses The Plot.

Friends,
They Help Us Mend
And Are Always Here For Us;
Until The End.

Things Have Happened To Me,
Some Good And Some Bad.
Some Calmed Me Down
But Some Made Me Rather Mad.

I Always Think Bad Things
Also Things That Are Good.
I Do Not Know Why
But This I Did Not Think That I Could.

Smiles Have Never Helped Me
And They Never Will
Because They Do Not Stop Me,
Craving For That Deadly Pill.

Family Sometimes Help Me
But Not All The Time.
I Do Not Know Why But It Always Seems
Like I Have Committed A Crime.

Friends Have Never Helped Me, Either,
They Always Make Me Mad,
Some Even Turned On Me
And Made Me Feel So Guilty, So Bad.

Nothing Really Ever Helps;
That Is True.
I Wished Up On A Star Last Night
And I Wished For You.

That Star Never Helped Me
It Just Made Me Mad
And Because I have Not Got You,
I Feel Like Crying Because I feel Sad.

I Cannot Live Without You
Because I Love You So
But I Cannot Do Anything About This
Apart From Tell You My Love Will Grow.

Things Happen For A Reason,
That Is Why I Was Born.
So That All The Hurt Can Turn To Me
And Make Me Feel Bad, Just Mourn.

Thoughts Will Never Help Me Get You
Or Make You See
That I Am Hurt
And It Is You That Is Hurting Me.

Smiles Will Never Help You Notice Me.
They Will Not Help Me Get You
But Maybe They Will Help In Some Way,
Like Help Me Pull Through.

Friends Will Not Do Anything
Because They Say It Is Up To Me
But I Do Not Know What Else To Do
Because You Are To Blind To See.

Family Will Not Help Me
Because They Do Not Think I Exist
But What I Know Is That I Will Not Go Up To You
Because It Is To Much Of A Risk.

Things Happen For A Reason
And This Time They Will Help Me Die
Because I Am So Sick Of Wishing I Was Dead
And Crying The Tears That I Cry.

Thoughts Are Always Bad Now.
It Is What I Have Turned To
And It Is Because Of One Reason
And That Reason Is You.

Smiles Will Always Be Fake
But Do Not Ask Why
Because I Will Not Tell You,
I Will Just Lie.

Family Are Never There.
They Will Not Help Me Through
Because They Love You
But I Wished They Loved Me Too.

Friends Were Meant To Help Me
Until The End
But All They Seem To Do Is,
Make Me Break And Bend.

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