[MrSeeker]

My Words Are as Leaves Falling Upon My Grave

I'm still waiting for this pain to reach it's end
I'm still wondering what part of me I want you to mend

I feel the pressure building up inside
I treasure the thought that I have been denied
One thousand answers question what is true
While life and death passes right in front of you

Your eyes, they wince with desperation
Your heart, it breaks with anticipation

The final page has been written on upon my heart
While my words of hope decay and fall apart
The meaning is deprived in the noise of our everyday lives

But with time the truth will be revealed for all to see
But as for now life and death still passes in front of me.