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| silentcriez (profile) wrote, on 4-4-2004 at 8:13pm | |
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| why does the bluebird sing? and why do the swans love forever one mate? living alone if one shall die. an eternal bond.. a mate for life no questions no strings attatched a love for all seasons all shapes, all sizes all species such a primitive topic which we have tangled up in this game called love emotions thrown wildly in the grasps of lust do your fists clench tightly... or do you kiss palm to palm? sweetly in a mid nights breeze caught up in a romance just a moment more.. and commitment is over we are ahead physically and mentally behind progressing so fast that we have forgotten where to go what to do how to love such an obvious idea projected upon this vast wall this empty space vacant of thought and passion strip our race of all superficial will there be anything left when its all over once this game has come to an end once the fad has died out twisted so tightly we have been dragged along this leash showing us our boundries an outline for life we know so much about everything but can you tell me why the blue bird sings? and why the swans love forever one mate? living alone if one shall die. an eternal bond.. a mate for life no questions no strings attatched a love for all seasons all species... such a primitive idea.. so commonly overlooked brushed aside like a withered leaf fallen from the great oak they preach so violently about llove and lust and claim to know it all but they cant tell me why the bluebird sings.. its echos remain a mystery fore, anyone can listen... but only few can understand there is no equation to compute... no logic to this puzzle tis' life... the bluebird sings for those who have no boundries for those who shall forever love... ------------------- did you ever think that this blade could push so far? that the blood could be drawn so fast? that life can amke you do crazy things? did you ever fear not waking in the morning and live each day as if its your last? did you remeber to tell everyone how you feel about them.. have you said all of your thank yous breathed in all this fresh air? did you walk along the ocean... nothing to obstruct your view just a vast blue pool of forever... have you let the wind rush through your hair and sweep across your chest? did you hold yourself like no one could be better? and think like you could never be wrong? have you indulged yourself so deeply into something that you feel so amazingly beautiful? have you felt truly happy? have you planted a flower.. and given something back to the world? have you waved to a lonely person.. or helped someone in need? live each day as if youll never get another chance... breathe each breath liek youll never breathe again. will you leave this place having made a difference? or will your presence be overlooked? like the millions before... candles burning to the bottom of the wick only to be replaced by a new? live like each day is your last... and never regret... ----------------------------- fear not for dying... fear for living forever...forever without a meaning... tis' not the end of your journey.. your glass is not yet empty just vacant for time waiting to be filled again.. once youve reached the bottom the only way to go is up. bubbles flowing from your mouth air bottled up inside water filling your lungs. and you can see the light of day above you and you can feel its warmth just out of reach and you want so badly to swim upwards but your body will not move will not swim will not breath all of life flashing before you regret after regret every could have been pulling you below... and a vision of what you were floats above you just a vacant soul waiting waiting to die... and when pulled to the bottom.. waiting to be rescued, rescued not from death but from life a life without meaning can kill... as the water slowly takes over your body you think to yourself... if only life gave second chances... if only things were as they seem in movies if only reality werent so permanent... life is death... and each day we plunge into this bottomless pit of liquid this blue susbstance which decides our fate. bubbles flowing from your mouth air bottled up inside water fills your lungs. and you can see the light of day above you and you can feel its warmth just out of reach and you want so badly to swim upwards... a black figure appears in sight a life line... a second chance will you take it? --------------------------- two hearts dwelling in one body two minds bottled into one in unity you stand together.. but still so alone baggy clothes can only cover so much lurking in the depths of you its waiting are you ready can you handle this can you hold on long enough to make it through you are the creator of a life.. the worlds last link to evolution if never were for our generation soon our world would fall. if killed off and brushed aside we all would die in time. and this nation would be purified. taste not the sour of the apple. but the sweet of the nourishment.. two hearts dwelling in one body two minds bottled into one in unity you stand together.. but still so alone ---------------------- i cannot face the evils in this world i cannot stand when the evil is myself i cannot love when love is tainted and cannot look into this mirror when this mirrors lined with hell.. a link to all despondent a love which has gone a wry tasteless, but still so sour in each bite a toxic fumes teh reason why why we all lie tained.. sit sick and full of hate teh evils in the music heavens far too late they wont hear it wont have any good news will it be heaven or be hell how shall one dare to choose such a dangerous restriction borderline of insanity slap this face off my projection and slowly melt down all of me in sickness i lay crying i am nothing yet i am all lack of faith and lack of love it is now that i shall fall give it time and i will crumble peice by peice returning to this soil into teh depths of satans layer when my skin will start to boil and every sin inside of me evolving into something new all iw ant and all i need just searching for something true i wish to help all and make it better give the poor much wealth when the truth is i cannot help at all if i cant even help myself |
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