maybe

maybe it is all written for you
maybe it is just for me
my anger and isolation
maybe this shit
will be my salvation

you
that can be any one
but i know it is hard
for some
not to think
that they are
you

i don't even know myself
what and who the you will be
i just write it off
and maybe you means me

what else is there to say ?
i will not smile
not today
not tomorrow
and maybe
not next week
not next month
or next year
the laughter died
replaced by fear

this is
maybe
a gift
as i leave
to become
the monster myself
no more love
just hidden deep beneath
a small flame
that will roar
when time comes
that i need more
and go out
to get my pickings
that will be the time
the killing begins
with out shame
or any one to blame
i will flame
the world
knowing
there were some
some special few
that could have stopped me
but i am one step closer
to some thing you wish you knew

who is you ?
who cares ?
do you ?
because i do
and i love
faithfull and true
but who the fuck are you !
liefdesverdriet
08 dec 2004 - meld ongepast verhaal
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