Rebecca Neale
Viaggiatore
United Kingdom
18 Inseriti
100 Gold
23 Punti Rep. |
Inserito - 08/05/2004 : 15:49:15
The Time Is NowSome where, somehow, The time is now. To make things right To do the things I have tried to fight. For so long now I have tried to feel To be excited, full of appeal, To love and be loved Shed a tear for sorrow Now I fear all I am is hollow. A shell of a soul, a walking dead With evil thoughts overwhelming my head Time couldn’t change My consumption of pain A transition from the typical To being insane It cannot be erased, Time cannot be reversed All that I have become Is a longstanding curse Before I leave this place It must be understood It is not for want That I pull down a hood To enshroud my being with darkness Becoming invisible if I could It is not for want That I take myself away Not knowing what is to become Of my energy again All I know Is the time is now But we will see each other again Somewhere, somehow By Rebecca Neale
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