Wisdom Tree

Wisdom Tree

Friday, November 6, 2009

SAD SIDE OF THE MOON ....

Trying to hold up the world by a thread
as the colors slip away with time
the days, years with sadness, a cold breeze
into the dark they go
like a sweet dream or a nightmare
in the lonely days of her life
the sadness, boredom hits like a gun shot,
through her silver golden heart
life is liquefied to a river of emotions .....

stoned, suicidal cutting herself, to Mozart, Beethoven, bock.....
bleeding playing movies in her head ?
of old sad memories, taking it all in ?
driving so fucken far away?
but some how ? they always came back, taking everything...
and the sorrow is 100 x 100 ?
the sad ocean of emotion's ?
all the things that made, make her, cry, happy, sad, sweat, fall
panic, scream, die inside.....
the battle of the mind, the empty hole inside,
the peaces of the puzzle, that need to be put together?
the loaded gun with one bullet, the words, fingerprints left behind?
but the sorrow, pain sadness of life
is in the details of her little little life, that doesn't mean much ....?
in the palm of her hands
finger nails, her brown eyes,
her face that drips like liquid, every time she looks at her reflection ....
it's in her thoughts, soul, heart
in her words of the truth ?
the words she speaks of, about life in all....
the things that make her who she is?
thats where the sadness sits, inside killing her?
cuz on the outside life is perfect, a fake.......

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