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blind old manAs i sit in this old wood chair i look out the window but all i see is darkness is it night or am i just blind i do not rember being blind and i do not rember the sun set may be i was born this way well i willl sit here and look a little longer at nothing becuz that is all is see is the dark am i the darkness i see am i a shodw just looming over this old wooden chair will i diapair wehn the light comes agein i guess all i can do is sit and wait tell that time comes or will it ever come..... i do not know for i do not know if i am a shadow on a old wooden chairblind old man
by ~valekseas
lostthing come and things go people come people go lost of a child hurt inside nothing can hal the pain that comes the pain shall not go ppl say time heals all but how much time shalll it take to heal this pain broke hearted and soul is torn wehn will i heal lost of a child leaves a wound that will never heal my tears will come my tears wil go for the lost of mu child boy or gurl i will never know for now all i can do is look and my baby that i have now and be glad sh will never go holding her tight i never want to leave but daddy lives some were elselost
by ~valekseas
homeor i am lost never found, all i can do is run round and round, looking for something that is not real, pain inside that will never heal, what can i do but lay beside u, and let u hold me tell dawn shall raise, to burn my fleash and char my bones, to dust i become may a swift wind take me to a place i never found to a palce i shall call home....home
by ~valekseas
ramble oif a dieing madmani love thee ture i love they faithfuliy look in to my eyes tell me what you see only a broken man lost in a woods that is thick with darkness i fall to my needs all i can see the the rotting leaves below me every time i thnk i see the end all i can see is more of the woodsramble oif a dieing madman
there is no way i can escape i run here i run there all i can think is every one is out to get me why is everthing laughing at me
then in the distance i see a ghostly figure i run and run but i can not reach it i drop to my kness and pray to any god that will listen i scream untell my thra
by ~valekseas
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