| Written by Diana, on 02-02-2001 15:11 |
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You think a friendship is growing,
You feel so confident knowing
That my life has been extended.
Around others I've always pretended
That I am happy.
I've lost all sense of reality.
This level of conformity is inhumane.
I've grown uncomfortable with your fame.
Your distanced looks of calm despair,
Your painful sighs that harvest there
Are hard to bear.
I can no longer hide my fear;
I wish to hold you near
To me.
I'm never free of hate and worry.
I feel I should apologize, say I'm sorry
For all the pain that I have caused you.
It's been three, or rather two
Months since I've let you down.
I carry with me a frown
That's cast in stone.
I always feel so alone
But this I tell you:
I enjoy it so.
Even more than you know.
Alone I always sit with sadness in my eyes.
I speak to you through endless lies
But the truth is there, deep within.
I now begin
To fight my way back each day
But from this road I often stray.
Please guide me through those gates of Hell
And in turn I'll try to tell
My life to you.
Endless worries, numbing pain,
Standing up to strike again.
Feeling lonely, such despair
Living with an endless fear.
Feeling hopeless
All is lost
Stiffened from a winter's frost.
Last update: 02-02-2001 15:11
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