The Pit of Infinite Sadness
The infinite sadness has caused me to fall deep within a pit. The pit covers me with a thick blanket of loneliness and deep despair. How I got so close to the pit, I will never know. The sadness seemed to hit me with an unforgiving blow. If I want to get out of the pit and of course I do
I have to remember the old saying -'To thine own self, be true. I must relearn to laugh and smile like I did before. But until I learn to do all this - the pit of infinite sadness has no opening door.
modeled after: When We Two Parted modeled after Lord Byron
When we two parted in silence and tears, broken-hearted through and through. I swore I'd never love again. By the chill in your embrace and cold, colder grew thy kiss; I never thought that it would come to this.
The rain of that morning said something was ahead. It felt like a warning and I felt I'd soon be dead. The promises all broken, my heart just the same; I hear your name spoken and fall down in shame.
I'm told you're seeing someone else, a disaster to my ear. A question comes to me - What made you so dear? Everyone knew I loved you, I loved you too well; I will always remember you, for you, I'd have burned in hell.
For a long time we dated; now in silence, I grieve. I hope I can forget how you deceived me. If we become friends again - after many years; I have only one question, How do I hold back my tears?
When we look into a mirror are we seeing a reflection or are we a reflection someone else is seeing? Is there a world behind the glass that we just don't see? Is it possible for there to be another one of you and me? Can another world just like ours exist somewhere out there? Can our world possibly be the missing part of a matching pair? You might have an answer to my question, but is your answer the right one? I wonder???
I Am Lucky
I'm surrounded by family. I'm surrounded by friends. I'm surrounded by love. And for this - I am lucky!
I was raised with values. I was raised with virtues. I was taught goodness. And for this - I am lucky!
I'm not poor-don't live on the streets. I'm not rich-don't have so much that I'm not grateful for any of my belongings. I'm me-don't have too little, don't have too much. And for this - I am lucky!
I'm loved. I'm cared for. I'm protected. Truly - I am lucky.
Pain
Pain: An unpleasant feeling caused from injury or sorrow. Can be placed upon you because you're not popular, rich, or athletic. Because your teeth are crooked or you have acne. Try to repress it, suppress it, deny it, or cover it up. Hide it or hold it within yourself. But it will continue to grow stronger and stronger until it eats away your very soul and leaves you with a feeling of nothingness.
You poison your body to escape the pain. The poison becomes your god and you follow everything he does. He tells you' "I'm your hate when you want love. I'm everything you dream of." He tears you away from the things you hold dear. You try to leave but he throws at you everything you fear. Home isn't a home anymore; it becomes a hell. You want to, but the truth you can't tell. Friends try to help, to wipe away a tear but the pressure upon you is so unreal. If only you could change the way you feel. You've tried to change, but it's too late. Struggling within has sealed your fate. Your own life you couldn't save. 'Cause the god you followed has left you in your grave.
The dancing crowd, the song that lasted forever. Laughing and drinking and carrying on together. Always playing needless games. So many faces, so many names. Facing it all with a smile. Things come so easy when you have a certain style.
Never thinking about tomorrow; Living for today. Forgetting promises that we made yesterday. Bright lights, loud music and everything free - Things have always come easy for me.
All that time and you never knew that it was all a show I put on for you. And each time you left me and walked out the door; Things weren't so easy anymore.
I Loved You More
I gave you my heart to keep close to your own.
I gave you my love so you wouldn't be alone.
I gave you everything you asked me for
and one day you'll realize that I loved you more
My heart wasn't good enough; my love just wouldn't do.
So, you had to find someone else who was good enough for you.
You would give me up then come back for more
and one day you'll realize that I loved you more.
I put up with all you put me through, I don't know why or what for
and one day you'll realize that I loved you more.
Then you'll go searching for me, hoping I'll love you like before,
only to realize that I've finally moved on and that I don't love you anymore.
