Where All Things End
02 May 2011 Leave a Comment
in Poetry
All the things we harbor in life
Doesn’t have any affect on how we live
We are passionate people
Choosing both negative and positive ideas
We overanalyze our lives and sit at tables with our problems
We cry at the sight of memory
We love those who cannot love us back
Passion is our prophecy
Calm and steady we are not ready
For the pulse of the strong
Weak up onto our knees
Bowing to tragedy
Live until we are giving up
Slit the sky at sunrise
If you don’t know how to cope don’t cry
We will all be lost as soon as the night crawls in
Find a reason to scream
At the rising sun
We all know we’re fucked up for what we’ve done
No one loses until they’ve won
Give yourself time and it’ll all be close calls
For death will rise above us as we build up the walls
Keeping you out and keeping me safe
Well I know how it is to want to play these games
Figure out your heart and give it all away
Away with your words
“I’ll understand it some day”
