Well I guess i was feeling blue when i wrote this...and i know it doesnt rhyme but i just felt like writing something different.


Blue

the days are swallowed up by night
as the song of the morning dawn forgets
to play the heartbreaking tune of life
gloom makes for pale faces
choking our humanity to blue, blue, blue..
gasp again and recover from death
its not hard to tame your whip
scars you give us and we are complete
never will we beg for mercy
for you, you do not feel
only fools would dare to think so
fate, oh sickened word
makes us believe that just around the corner
lies a better day, a better you
perhaps, but why should it?
when i peek around the corner all i see
is me getting older, people getting colder
and the sun left the clouds to their own devices
where silver linings dont exsist and all is blue, blue, blue...

Oct. 6, 2008



Poetry by Maxy
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Written on 2008-10-08 at 18:39

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