Write to feel alive. Bring out the thoughts that make you unique and different from others. One word can express many meanings and leave another breathless. Words make you feel and when you feel such emotions, you have come to better love the world.
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How I am suppose to go on when I know that everyone will leave somehow? The burden of loneliness overwhelms this weak soul. It aches for salvation and answers to all the 'whys' that I have. I could never find those answers before no matter how hard I try, but now that I know sadness has made me who I am, I yearn for it less.
Happiness seems so hard to find today. Even yesterday and tomorrow had made me sorrowful. I couldn't find the right words to say when these sadness seek me and I can never seem to move when I can feel these burdens in my heart. And it aches on. I am sorry. Our happiness has only lasted for a moment and during those time, I felt like for once, we were meant to be happy. Happiness, it is taken away so easily, so why do we seek it when we know for sure that it wasn't going to stay? Aren't you scared? Isn't it so painful to know, you will never be able to see tomorrow's beautiful sunlight and the warmth that it will shine on your skin.
You're the stranger, I've never met. But does it hurt to know that you will never feel another embrace? A hug? A kiss? Those passionate days? All I can do is listen and wait for news of what I do not want to hear. All I can do is sit here and write something to keep my mind off of these sad thoughts. And I can feel the tears rolling down my face and the sickness of knowing that you might not be able to walk with friends no more.
I am sorry. Maybe somethings are meant to be but right now, at this moment, what ever is happening is not meant to be at all. Why? My questions they don't like to be answered...
My.Boy.
My boy is lonely
He walk the nights
Underneath my light
Searching for the warmth
Of anothers' embrace
Confused and saddened
He falls to the ground
Oh why has my boy starts crying?
He waits in the dark
For someone to come and dry his eyes
To help and then to love
I watch from above
Shining radiantly but helplessly
My boy is sleeping
Soundly
Under the falling snow
His hands, it shakes
Cold
Where is my boy?
He's covered, I see
His breath is slow
Wavering, wavering
No more
My boy is surely to never wake
The leaves they fall, breezing through
The flowers they bloom
My boy, he lies still
His flesh is gone
My boy is all but white bones
But still he waits
My boy still waits
The seasons comes and goes
But he waits still
Up in the night's sky
Come to me
I can finally meet
My boy
