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| Informal Compassion tears drip down and stain the perfect face the gear breaks out of the normal it tries to find a new resting place rusty levers make it quite informal could this be the end of the beginning? what is going on? I don understand higher than thou people go on to keep sinning I need a hug or at least a helping hand bombs send the love we once had branch of a fig tree carried by a dove gives hope to all the sad the button marked conflict is worn out no need for compassion anymore angry customers start to shout when all the love is sold out of the store if the beginning is getting near the end is what we fear cant control tomorrow yesterday is filled with sorrow I think this is the end last farewells I do send written by Benjamin Redden |
| True I want to see every side of you that way I'll know if you are true hoping that if they are all just lies you will no longer want to hold me and stare at the skies is it just me or does time kill the weak? bite your tongue for no one wishes to hear you speak the letter was sealed with my last kiss oh how I'll miss the days we used to talk and reminisce the loveliest lyrics are lost leaning on lionization my shoulder is open don't worry the tears will dry your eyes are so bright giving me memories of a summer dragonfly always be true, don't stray far from me and if your gone, try and come back soon, if you stay and forget all about me, I'll die inside, I decree then the tears will fall like a mid-July's monsoon written by Benjamin Redden |
| Last Drive the lights are dim the music plays on no one would miss him or even know he was gone the fumes fill the air it still has a full tank he sat with head between legs and fingers through hair his mind started to wander and his thoughts sank the last minutes were in the present he tried to enjoy his last few no fresh air come in through the vent he thought of his parents and the tears started to spew this is the last drive he will ever see this is the last drive he will never again be able to breath or even be alive so long, farewell to his last drive his sight goes black he gets so depressed he wanted his life back the life that death now possessed he should have never tried as he shut the garage doors he knew he would regret his decision just before he died now he lays on the floor his spirit is gone and there is no more life left in the dead corpse his mother came home and opened the door not a bit curious why she had to do it with force at the sight of her dead son she started to cry and fill with remorse a letter caught her eye and she begun to read... "Dear parents, I fear for what I've done. I've said 'I'm sorry and the apologies begun to tear me down; way past the normal please don't let my final clothing be too formal I took my last drive but I still have love for both of you and I will miss you very much I already know my resting place will not be above, with golden streets and angels and such. I'm saying my farewell so goodbye If air enters my lungs just leave me alone all by myself and peaceful.... to die." Written By Benjamin Redden |
| Life and Flames Life, much like a flame burdens and tribulations try to diminish your glow tis a hard task, but one that you can tame keep your chin up, don't let the stress show you will prevail, for this I know... Sometimes it dwindles and nearly becomes extinct but then a breath gives life unexpectedly making oxygen apparent and its need is distinct you are my fire... my only desire remember the days we ran to meet each other so called friends would try to choke our love, make it smother but our days are getting better from this point on I'm not sure if I can take it when you are gone... written by Benjamin Redden |
| every now and then every now and then your appearance slows time down beauty such as yours is rarely found the beauty that lies outside and in... every now and then the words you say make me beam joy unparalleled by any other feat happiness is abundant; it busts out from the seam every now and then the life I lead gets me down seeing the world through your view it makes everything seem so simple and trivial every now and then that way your eyes gaze into mine but stare into my heart... its like we're falling in love, but I'm falling apart every now and then I'm scared to be alone; like in an empty house you long for someone to protect and care someone finally comes in and your glad they're there... written by Benjamin Redden |