I'm flying through the darkness
On my way to the light
Following the day
That will end a longest night
But I'm flying with wings
That were never ment to be mine
I'm searching for a light
That was never supposed to shine
The scars remind me of hatred
Of a heart that was nearly to weak to live
But in the end proved the fittest survivor
With all the love that's inside to give
But the blood that was flowing
Should never even have been at my skin
And all the love I'm feeling
Should have died within
I will live happily ever after
With an everlasting smile on my face
Make everyone believe that this is 'me'
And that I am in the most wonderfull place
But the truth is that I'm not
A truth, which no-one will ever see
That either I chose the wrong way of life
Or the wrong life..chose me
The unreachable: | Vrijdag, augustus 20, 2004 22:14 |
Mooi gedicht...vooral het einde..nice work | |
Wicked Soul: | Vrijdag, augustus 20, 2004 16:09 |
Why hide for everybody? Let the angel inside be found. Er is toch wel iemand die je vertrouwt? Open your heart for him or her. They will see and they won't hide or run away. Geweldig gedicht. I like the whole part, maar dat einde is inderdaad echt adembenemend. Liefs, -Lien.- |
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Jroen: | Vrijdag, augustus 20, 2004 09:53 |
einde is erg erg cool | |
Auteur: Mysticelfje | ||
Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 20 augustus 2004 | ||
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