Things inspired by what I see in people. |
Wanting peace But do I get it? Not in the least A burning desire That hides inside of me, a victorious fire What is the point? Where will everything come to a joint? Endings are near But in the end so are their fears Inside of me felt That there was nothing left as I began to melt A decision made As their hearts begin to slightly fade Hurting me I see their wishes and what they seem to be Knowing their fate Their entire lives becoming the ‘as of late's’ Shattered dreams And so many distant screams Reaching out Hoping they will accept the love in my shout Trying to keep My own soul is taking a giant leap What’s the gain? Why make myself feel their forlorn pain? Why cry their tears? Only blurring my vision for all these years Doesn’t add up But it does help me seem strong and tough But inside There is nothing but a child about to cry Reaching deep I want to know what exactly I’m going to reap Powerful love Yet it seems like I have to always shove Why not accept? Wondering if anyone I reach out to benefits Always these thoughts Awaiting the day when I’ll see all of those who fought Wanting peace But do I get it? Not in the least d.c.f. |