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The Way Down to Zero

colicolo

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The Way Down to Zero

Counting down the days
Pouring out my heart
Looking for the answers
Praying for a fresh start

My heart is pumping blood,
My soul is pumping tears
All innocence is lost
I am haunted by my fears

Looking back on all the hours
They soon became days and weeks
Full of so much regret
Answers my mind still seeks

For so many beautiful people
Life could have been a dream
Ruled by this stereotype
Men are all so mean

Kicking people when their down
Anger their only ground
What an excuse to hurt other people
If only it came back round

If they listened to the cries
They would understand the pain
They would feel as guilty as I do
They would feel the shame

They make the world so black
If only they would change
If only I could show them
What’s in their head needs to be rearranged

So I crawl the long way home
To the dark depths of my soul
The answers are at the end
But there is a painful toll

I regret what I have done
I regret what I might do
The pain makes it hard to resist
But this promise I must keep true

There’s no bandage to cover my wounds
Seems there is only one escape
But to keep others faithful
To her I must be true

Surely time will open up her eyes
It’s blissful to hear her sing
The magic in her voice
No angels could bring

I can not make her see the light
Shinning from her mirror
The beauty in her smile
They way her eyes shimmer

If she were to wake enlightened and fulfilled
I would then be free
I could take the easy path
Nothing left to hold me

My future is an ocean
Cold, big and blue
Salty water and crashing waves
And nothing I can do

I bring to much salt water for anyone to handle me
I drown them with my past
I want to pull the plug out
I don’t want this pain to last

Haunted by ghosts in the day time
Taunted by nightmares at night
My minds become so torn
I can no longer stand to fight

Deep emotions always pinch me
Scars cut so deep, not just from a knife
Remind me of the reasons
I don’t want to live this life

Choices seems so few
But keep my mind constantly wired
I feel I lack a soul
Maybe that’s why I’m so tired

To fat, to tired to depressed to eat
Not worried, don’t care about how well I keep
If I cant help my mind why bother with my body
I can’t even sleep

Counting down the days
The answer’s coming soon
So hard to keep this promise
But she will shine brighter then the moon

..::Colin::..
 
i really liked the poem. i cant say ive got the depth of your intention, yet... but i will read it over more than once coz it clearly deserves that and more... well done Colin.
 
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