Help me run away.
When seeing you let go.
Its hard enough deciding,
Wheather or not you should know.
I don't think I should say,
Yet you have shown me again.
Why must I fight, and lose today,
And continue, knowing I'll never win?
I'll walk with you,
And watch you cry.
I'll tell you whats best to do,
And help you say goodbye.
Continue the long way,
As to take your time.
I wish I could run away,
From this state of mind.
I'll tell you what should be said,
but never what I thought.
I'll just sit here in my bed,
Mute smiles as I rot.
The mask overflows with tears,
And over it I place another.
I'll run from you over the years,
To a place you will never discover.
We're two of a kind,
And thats why I know what to say.
And I think it triks my mind,
But I'll just end up regretting it one day.
Bury me in the rubble,
So no more moonlight will shine in.
It mocks me by showing me my trouble,
And shining on my sin.
The fire burns away my mask,
Showing them my face.
The face that I have hidden,
It shows them my disgrace.
But I don't cover my face once shown,
I've begun to not care.
Everything, now, has become numb,
Ice is the only feeling that I share.
The winter has come down,
Along with the setting sun.
I'll run so I won't be found,
I'll run from this lonely sound.
Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2006-11-06 at 03:14
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[//S0RRY.]
I'm sorry for hiding,When seeing you let go.
Its hard enough deciding,
Wheather or not you should know.
I don't think I should say,
Yet you have shown me again.
Why must I fight, and lose today,
And continue, knowing I'll never win?
I'll walk with you,
And watch you cry.
I'll tell you whats best to do,
And help you say goodbye.
Continue the long way,
As to take your time.
I wish I could run away,
From this state of mind.
I'll tell you what should be said,
but never what I thought.
I'll just sit here in my bed,
Mute smiles as I rot.
The mask overflows with tears,
And over it I place another.
I'll run from you over the years,
To a place you will never discover.
We're two of a kind,
And thats why I know what to say.
And I think it triks my mind,
But I'll just end up regretting it one day.
Bury me in the rubble,
So no more moonlight will shine in.
It mocks me by showing me my trouble,
And shining on my sin.
The fire burns away my mask,
Showing them my face.
The face that I have hidden,
It shows them my disgrace.
But I don't cover my face once shown,
I've begun to not care.
Everything, now, has become numb,
Ice is the only feeling that I share.
The winter has come down,
Along with the setting sun.
I'll run so I won't be found,
I'll run from this lonely sound.
Poetry by Tori
Read 506 times
Written on 2006-11-06 at 03:14
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