Torn Signs
12-26-2003, 01:25 PM
Lust, poverty, heartache, lost souls,
Confusion, hatred, "madness", depression,
Guns, combat, batons, street violence;war
The guilty versus innocence struggle,
The missionary who strives to help the lost souls,
The ink of the pen that writes this,
Love, comfort, company, abundance, joy
The sour heart who lashes out at the victim
Rages, screams, lynches, JUSTICE,
REVENGE
Alone anyway no matter hard one tries!
Need guidance!
Need answers!
Why does this endless routine go on!
Why can the chains that keep a difference or change in life be kept away!
Why can't simplicity be so simple!
Why must one write these words?
WHAT IS THE POINT!
End it all, yes, end it all and have continuous suffering without limits or have opposite with mercy, love, and peace.
Either way, NOW IS POINTLESS!
Open the doors, go through them, and leave EVERYONE else to this enduring pointless world. My door shuts, my heart reels with emancipation!
NO MORE, NO POINT, find it all when my soul no long survives!
I'm GONE long before this ever happened.
The world left and now goes the coward with it.
Now I just wrote this with a normal everyday feeling, so I'm fine. Just a poem, don't worry. Hope you all can enjoy it. Peace out and have some good holidays! ;)
Confusion, hatred, "madness", depression,
Guns, combat, batons, street violence;war
The guilty versus innocence struggle,
The missionary who strives to help the lost souls,
The ink of the pen that writes this,
Love, comfort, company, abundance, joy
The sour heart who lashes out at the victim
Rages, screams, lynches, JUSTICE,
REVENGE
Alone anyway no matter hard one tries!
Need guidance!
Need answers!
Why does this endless routine go on!
Why can the chains that keep a difference or change in life be kept away!
Why can't simplicity be so simple!
Why must one write these words?
WHAT IS THE POINT!
End it all, yes, end it all and have continuous suffering without limits or have opposite with mercy, love, and peace.
Either way, NOW IS POINTLESS!
Open the doors, go through them, and leave EVERYONE else to this enduring pointless world. My door shuts, my heart reels with emancipation!
NO MORE, NO POINT, find it all when my soul no long survives!
I'm GONE long before this ever happened.
The world left and now goes the coward with it.
Now I just wrote this with a normal everyday feeling, so I'm fine. Just a poem, don't worry. Hope you all can enjoy it. Peace out and have some good holidays! ;)