cossack
Bluelighter
***This is a actual conversation I had with my best friend, on ICQ right before i went to bed. Everything that we wrote was in real time w/in a few minutes. I was explaing to him that I was moving away b/c I could not stand it at my home city anymore. We then we broke out into poem, for no reason at all. I just thought this was extreamly weird. We have not spoke about it since. Just wanted to post it here. He is in itallics and I am in normal style**
No room for me, nothing for me left here to see
Is free what you want
Just be who you are
All that is perfect for me
Wait a few to see me
don't go, this I caannot believe
say it isn't so,
these are only words,
tears only water.
soul is where it counts,
mine is broken
closer to home, I feel closer away from myself,
too much energy, too much yelling, too much heartache, too much. no one cares, i dont matter
Claim it doesn’t matter
Explain that to me when I cry
After reading the every motivation
After seeing you are a best friend
to love life again....well I may climb a mount
to feel myself, give me the problem to answer the universe.
to enjoy myself, to live life, to find me,
to see what this place has for me to see,
to see sunny days, to feel the rain, to smell the trees, to touch a rock, to feel the wind,
to feel a kiss, to get a hug, to get a pat on the back, to get hello, to taste this world..........
Run to the best chance
Away from the first dance
Closer to the next shot
And far from all that is lost
we all lose in the end. just it is harder for those who lose first.
I do have heart though, so I do lend a heart and hand. Never be afraid to tell me troubles
no ones to blame,
only fingers can be pointed.
for those who care it hurts,
for those who care its hard to let go,
for those who don’t care, will live in solitude, alone, w/ a depthless life
as my eyes water, my figuring gets a little slower,
mind runs a little harder, suns moving just under the horizon,
a friend on the other line, could I leave him,
I do it all the time
Sorry for what I have done ,
for you to think so,
I am sorry I have to go,
but like all things
this one must end,
and as for you Brett my friend
I will always know you will
you will be my friend
like all good and bad,
we all grow up,
we all grow apart,
we all lose our friends,
it is the tough who stick around,
it is the weak who move on
I am forced to be weak I guess
We all are my friend, we all are.
No room for me, nothing for me left here to see
Is free what you want
Just be who you are
All that is perfect for me
Wait a few to see me
don't go, this I caannot believe
say it isn't so,
these are only words,
tears only water.
soul is where it counts,
mine is broken
closer to home, I feel closer away from myself,
too much energy, too much yelling, too much heartache, too much. no one cares, i dont matter
Claim it doesn’t matter
Explain that to me when I cry
After reading the every motivation
After seeing you are a best friend
to love life again....well I may climb a mount
to feel myself, give me the problem to answer the universe.
to enjoy myself, to live life, to find me,
to see what this place has for me to see,
to see sunny days, to feel the rain, to smell the trees, to touch a rock, to feel the wind,
to feel a kiss, to get a hug, to get a pat on the back, to get hello, to taste this world..........
Run to the best chance
Away from the first dance
Closer to the next shot
And far from all that is lost
we all lose in the end. just it is harder for those who lose first.
I do have heart though, so I do lend a heart and hand. Never be afraid to tell me troubles
no ones to blame,
only fingers can be pointed.
for those who care it hurts,
for those who care its hard to let go,
for those who don’t care, will live in solitude, alone, w/ a depthless life
as my eyes water, my figuring gets a little slower,
mind runs a little harder, suns moving just under the horizon,
a friend on the other line, could I leave him,
I do it all the time
Sorry for what I have done ,
for you to think so,
I am sorry I have to go,
but like all things
this one must end,
and as for you Brett my friend
I will always know you will
you will be my friend
like all good and bad,
we all grow up,
we all grow apart,
we all lose our friends,
it is the tough who stick around,
it is the weak who move on
I am forced to be weak I guess
We all are my friend, we all are.
