The Forsaken
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 1, 2000
- Messages
- 71
As I awake in a place unrecognized.
The pain beats me from inside, Bruised, Battered and unforgetable.
Her presence overwhelmes my desires and I loose control of my emotions.
I begin to weap and I fall to my knees.
All I can do is dream, hope, and always desire her.
Her skin is like white rose pedals.
Soft, perfect and sweet.
Her hair is like the night.
Dark, perfect, and soft like satin.
I walk in the darkness and I trip over the curb.
I need to choose a path, right, left, or straight ahead.
If I turn left I may end up anywhere.
If I turn right I may end up the same.
If I go straight I can follow her and she can guide me through this mess.
Through the brown mountains and the green hills.
Through the warm days, long nights, and Cold mornings.
If someday I get one chance then I will fall to my knees.
I will thank this place.
Its beautiful but yet it is very dark.
Darkness has beauty.
It hides all the noticable things in life.
But those things are what make me, me.
Those sre the things that define the person that I am.
As I slip away my legs become numb.
As I fall to my knees my eyes begin to cry.
As I lay in the darkness my feet begin to freeze.
As I fall away my heart stops beating.
Is this is it?
My life has passed me by.
My life fell into the past and I am too late.
I failed myself and my dreams.
I waited too long but I am still in LOVE.
I love roses, I love the smell of her body and I love everything about her.
[This message has been edited by smileEs (edited 02 December 2001).]
The pain beats me from inside, Bruised, Battered and unforgetable.
Her presence overwhelmes my desires and I loose control of my emotions.
I begin to weap and I fall to my knees.
All I can do is dream, hope, and always desire her.
Her skin is like white rose pedals.
Soft, perfect and sweet.
Her hair is like the night.
Dark, perfect, and soft like satin.
I walk in the darkness and I trip over the curb.
I need to choose a path, right, left, or straight ahead.
If I turn left I may end up anywhere.
If I turn right I may end up the same.
If I go straight I can follow her and she can guide me through this mess.
Through the brown mountains and the green hills.
Through the warm days, long nights, and Cold mornings.
If someday I get one chance then I will fall to my knees.
I will thank this place.
Its beautiful but yet it is very dark.
Darkness has beauty.
It hides all the noticable things in life.
But those things are what make me, me.
Those sre the things that define the person that I am.
As I slip away my legs become numb.
As I fall to my knees my eyes begin to cry.
As I lay in the darkness my feet begin to freeze.
As I fall away my heart stops beating.
Is this is it?
My life has passed me by.
My life fell into the past and I am too late.
I failed myself and my dreams.
I waited too long but I am still in LOVE.
I love roses, I love the smell of her body and I love everything about her.
[This message has been edited by smileEs (edited 02 December 2001).]
