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Yearning

It’s an empty room, like an empty heart,
Without a view,  a window, an aimless dark,

How things get so entangled and confusing, all alone,
One minute at the top of the world, next minute it’s all gone,

This hole in the heart,  this nothingness, nothing to fill that void,
Need for the escape from reality, an alternate verse, a passing memory like an asteroid,

Traveling through time and space, the demons of past, I must face,
The battle is never ending, the unnumbered tear, must I vanish without a trace,

I can make it or I can’t,  I want to make it or not,
I am defeated,  lost, broken, hurt, injured,  all the battled I fought,  

My purpose of life gone,  my meaning of life in question,  my soul reaped,
My eyes watering, my heart pacing,  my life swirling, my thoughts deep,  

Happiness became but a distant memory, her face hard to recall, and her smile,
Her smile, her eyes beautiful as Nile, in them I traveled a million mile,

In the dark of night, this haunting begins,  the daunting concerns,
A lost soul returns,  the fire burns, a broken heart that yearns.

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Fare thee well, my honey

When love is gone now, I think,
Was it worth it, or not, who can tell,
In these cries and woes, I slowly sink,
When my wings burnt, where I fell,

Where I dwell now, in a small town,
Shattered pieces, of my heart broken,
In these cries and wors, I slowly drown,
Would that it be a dream, I’d be woken,

When joy is gone now, my laughs are fake,
I am a shell now, of my former glory,
In these cries and woes, I slowly break,
Who’d know my tragic tale, my sad story,

How life is a mess now, absent dream,
Absent ambition, absent aim, absent fire,
In these cries and woes, I slowly scream,
When you were gone, I lost desire,

This mind singing, this pen and paper,
How I am broke now, I have no money,
My passing life, in smoke and vapor,
In these cries and woes, I ‘fare thee well oh honey’.

November Rain

I have never loved anyone as much I have loved you,
My intentions were pious, my feelings were true,   

 

As I think back at all the times, the memories pass before my eyes,
The flings end and are forgotten but the love that was true never dies,   

 

There came many after you but your thought was always in my head,
Still sometimes I think about you when I sleep alone in my bed,   

 

I often wonder if you are also thinking of me and  do you cry,
Do you still hold on my things, would you come back, would you try,   

 

I will forgive you and forget and I will hug you tight and I will kiss you deep,
The sun will shine on us, as ours eyes will meet as we begin to weep,   

 

The fate has played a mortal game with us, the destiny brought pain,
We are wandering on our seprate paths, lost in this november rain.

For Me?

Wish I didnt have to do it,
There is no chance to avoid it,
They said I was mad to do it,
But this is what fate had for me,  

This cursed life on the run,
Sweating under the sun,
Mourning while holding a gun,
There is no escape for me,  

I run and death follows,
Betrayed by all my fellows
No goodbyes and no hello’s,
There is no friend in need for me,  

I remember when life was pleasing,
Enjoyed being fun and appeasing,
Flirting with them and teasing,
Now there is no savior for me,  

These hardships, twists and turns,
To kindle that fire which burns,
A fire of passion, a job that earns,
In crisis, is there any hope for me?  

I am broken, confused and lost,
Army of devils, no heavenly host,
Willing to endure and suffer the most,
Is there any atonement for me?