cultleader
5-11-01, 10:42 PM
I guess I'll post a couple of poems I've written recently(In the wake of being dumped)
Down the Line
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I knew this day was coming,
cause it came those other times
some people stay forever,
and are destined to be left behind.
I'm one like so many others,
who are kept only a short time
to bring happiness to the ones they love,
and move on down the line.
Like Sam Beckett or David Banner,
We long to find a home,
But fate has another plan
and we walk the world alone.
I wish I could find the love,
that'd hold me till I die
but time and again I'm turned away
and move on down the line.
I'm getting used now, to the pain
it seem so god damn sure
and the last time I was happy
just seems now like a blur
So I'll walk on to the next one,
to the next soul I find
and give to her the love she needs
then move on down the line.
When Angels Fly Away
---------------------
I mourn the day she finally left,
And took her light from my soul.
And I,left broken,did try to be brave,
as the tears ran down my face.
I stood and watched her walk away,
and leave me standing in despare and sorrow
like an old man on the edge of death,
I waited,for what,I don't know.
She once had lifted my heart from darkness,
and held it in the warmth of her love,
but love is not forever,in one
whose being can only fly free.
Now I sit on the edge of time and remembrance
and watch for her to return to me,
and each day I watch the empty sky,
my mind knowing she's gone forever,
my heart still hopes she'll return.
Alone,I patiently dream of her sweet voice,
telling me,it was all a mistake.
That she's mine forever and never to leave,
then I wake to my stark reality,
and my empty sky.
For when Angels fly away,
they take the human soul,
and the hope's of the broken heart,
cry the largest tears of all.
The Circle
------------
Indifferent,thought I'd care forever
Threw off my blinders,to become blind again
I breath deep,the familiar stagnant air
burst into my lungs the fragrant death.
I wish I was the new one
the thing I thought I'd become
But as the beast cannot change it's markings,
my nature bares it's fangs again.
Rage,as though it's the end of paradice,
cage me up in my own home
clearing away the cobwebs that have formed
all the time I was away.
This place,this home,this state of mind
my personal house of Usher
cursed to fall from ancient evil,
and the fires that warm it's walls.
Not sad,not happy,back from whence I came
walked a thousand miles
to end where I began.
I don't know what I gained,
maybe nothing,maybe everything
and as one soars where ravens fly,
one day to earth they fall
and what have they gained or lost
for the end remains the same.
Where is the justice of the life expirience?
Where is the betterment of man?
Is all life destined for the tearing jaws
of a million wasted dreams.
And I feel so very small
like I've grown in reverse
from man to child to man again
from old to new to Hell.
Down the Line
-------------
I knew this day was coming,
cause it came those other times
some people stay forever,
and are destined to be left behind.
I'm one like so many others,
who are kept only a short time
to bring happiness to the ones they love,
and move on down the line.
Like Sam Beckett or David Banner,
We long to find a home,
But fate has another plan
and we walk the world alone.
I wish I could find the love,
that'd hold me till I die
but time and again I'm turned away
and move on down the line.
I'm getting used now, to the pain
it seem so god damn sure
and the last time I was happy
just seems now like a blur
So I'll walk on to the next one,
to the next soul I find
and give to her the love she needs
then move on down the line.
When Angels Fly Away
---------------------
I mourn the day she finally left,
And took her light from my soul.
And I,left broken,did try to be brave,
as the tears ran down my face.
I stood and watched her walk away,
and leave me standing in despare and sorrow
like an old man on the edge of death,
I waited,for what,I don't know.
She once had lifted my heart from darkness,
and held it in the warmth of her love,
but love is not forever,in one
whose being can only fly free.
Now I sit on the edge of time and remembrance
and watch for her to return to me,
and each day I watch the empty sky,
my mind knowing she's gone forever,
my heart still hopes she'll return.
Alone,I patiently dream of her sweet voice,
telling me,it was all a mistake.
That she's mine forever and never to leave,
then I wake to my stark reality,
and my empty sky.
For when Angels fly away,
they take the human soul,
and the hope's of the broken heart,
cry the largest tears of all.
The Circle
------------
Indifferent,thought I'd care forever
Threw off my blinders,to become blind again
I breath deep,the familiar stagnant air
burst into my lungs the fragrant death.
I wish I was the new one
the thing I thought I'd become
But as the beast cannot change it's markings,
my nature bares it's fangs again.
Rage,as though it's the end of paradice,
cage me up in my own home
clearing away the cobwebs that have formed
all the time I was away.
This place,this home,this state of mind
my personal house of Usher
cursed to fall from ancient evil,
and the fires that warm it's walls.
Not sad,not happy,back from whence I came
walked a thousand miles
to end where I began.
I don't know what I gained,
maybe nothing,maybe everything
and as one soars where ravens fly,
one day to earth they fall
and what have they gained or lost
for the end remains the same.
Where is the justice of the life expirience?
Where is the betterment of man?
Is all life destined for the tearing jaws
of a million wasted dreams.
And I feel so very small
like I've grown in reverse
from man to child to man again
from old to new to Hell.