Just Run

I just want to run

Run away from all the problems one can hold

They chase after me, try to catch me.

They make me feel lost and alone,

My words have lost all meaning

They have made sure that was to happen.

I can’t take this anymore,

I am still waiting for them to stop hating.

Will I ever fill this loneliness?

Will it ever stop?

It's Time To Say Goodbye

The weight has become too much to bare

This constant need to be perfect.

When does one have the right to say stop,

When does one have the right to say enough?

Everyone expects the best, and yet..

Yet the worst is to come.

You can’t help but think,

Will anyone miss me?

You always cared

More than anyone knew.

It’s too late now

All they can do is cry, nothing will fix this.

It’s time to say goodbye,

Nothing is left here.

No more darkness

Just light that you have always longed for.

Tears in the Wind

The wind blows as a gentle breeze,

Her hair being tousled around her almond face.

Tears start to slowly form

And move down her rosey cheeks.

The breeze takes her weeping cries

Carrying them through the empty rose fields.

No one can hear her

No one knows of her pain.

She is strong, a fighter.

It is only when she is alone

Alone with the wind does she cry.

Ten seconds

Ten seconds, that is all it took

No one really expected it to happen

Ten seconds, for someone to fall apart

For that lonely tear to fall

Ten seconds, for that dream to fade

The faith of one disappearing into thin air

Ten seconds, to realize life is all just that

Life is just ten seconds to dream

Past memories of light

It has been awhile since anything has been said. A lot can happen in just a short time. Why is it that bad news comes so often and yet the good news shys away. In the past bad news did not effect you because you were so young. The older you get, the harder it is to bare. When will all this madness stop? When will there be just good news? Too many deaths all so soon. Looking at the memories of the past is all you can do. Remembering those happy times, the times you always laughed and never cried. That is what you should look forward to. Not the darkness and endless pit of sorrow.