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Author: Yorba Linda
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama/Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-17-06 - Updated: 09-17-06 - id:2248024

I cannot fathom this tragedy of unsustainable morality.
With each second church bells ring out mysterious sounds,
but no one can hear them because of silence around.
Wake up children; awake to madness.
Open your eyes and you see sadness.
You say it's unberable, but you'll just have to deal with it.
I can stay for this quarrel, but I'm leaving in a minute.
It shouldn't be a compromise, and I shouldn't be victimized.
Just let this follow through, because soon it'll be gone.
Even though you're happy, pain will carry on.

There's been times where you've thought to yourself:
"How am I going to get out of this?"
Never has a question been so hard to answer.

Never has a lie been a blessing,
but truth is well worth missing.

A new shift begins in your stage,
and you left me cold in blinding rage.
"No, I understand your actions, trust me I do.
I just hate it that I see myself in you."
I overcame this obstacle, and succeeding is best.
I've ran from hell, and haven't had time to rest.
Even though I realize there's happy times for me,
I'll be so lonely without my sweet misery.

There's been times where I've said to myself:
"Just let me get away with this once."
My hope continues to let me down.

Never has a lie been a blessing,
but truth is well worth missing.

Since I need to make myself feel better,
I'll kill myself with kindness and become a trendsetter.

Just this once let me get away with it,
because how am I going to get out of this?

-END



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