WHY?
What tires?
What bores a hole in my heart
So large it sucks life out of my body?
What takes breath?
What makes it difficult to breath
When there is nothing suffocating me?
What spills?
What emotions pour out of my spirit?
What pieces of my heart
Fall out of my chest?
Why is it that such weight
Such pain, such mental misfortune
Enters my mind, my heart,
My soul?
What drives me to break down and cry
From the heart?
To scream from the pain?
To become mentally insane?
From what,
By the gods,
Does this pain come from?
It makes me want
To rip out my own heart
And silence the piece that throbs and shouts
"Why? Why do I feel?"
I suppose where it comes from
Doesn't matter;
This pain won't leave
And I already know why.
FATE DECLARATION
Do you believe in fate?
Is it that we want control
Or that we are afraid to lose it?
Will the fire die twice before it fails?
Will the light spark fight before its flight?
Will shadow be shallowed in shame?
Will the romantic die their pathetic deaths?
Will the pathetic lose their epic lives?
Will nations be drowned by the frowns of the old
While individuals are praised by the face of the young?
Will hopes fade to gray in the world's fiery fray, or will
Gray fade to black in this dark, empty bay.
Is control so important to so many?
Will they try to control what controls all of them?
Will the fire try to burn
When there is nothing to burn?
Will light try to shine
If there is nothing to shine on?
Will the romantic love if there is nothing to love
Or love them back?
If fate says it shall
If fate says it shall not
Then with fate
Shall I
Agree
try sitting next to that for 6 hours straight
lol
