Found AgainI sigh, tapping my foot as each drop of rain resonates with my heart beat,
So fragile as they burst into a thousand tears hitting the ground at once.
So many, yet so few, as they fill the lonely sky with their hidden pain,
Could it be that they are as blind to their ultimate fate as I am to mine?
I refuse to believe that I am controlled by something unable to be defined,
But is there a line that can show the difference between reality and dreams?
Pain is all that I have ever experienced, so it is all that is real to me.
My life has been filled with fear and sadness, and the void of the unknown.
And although I have never once thought of happiness, I saw once in a dream.
How is that I could have known what happiness was without experiencing it?
But that dream was fleeting, and I quickly forgot about the shining sun.
Looking into the sky, I wonder why it is that the rain continues to fall.
As if they are crying for something lost, that can never be found again.
How I CopeYou see in the streets, these kids getting high.
Teens with their bottles raised high in the sky.
Saying they're depressed and got problems at home,
Well they ought to know that they are not alone.
There are more of us twisted than they may think,
Lonely and crying, we're too scared to even blink.
But we aren't shooting up one needle at a time,
We are dealing with life so we can just get by.
We hope one day we will have a future to pursue,
That we have dreams that will actually come true,
And until that day we'll rise against the rest,
So that we may survive, so we may become the best.
And I write these poems, for it is my way to cope,
Rather than trying to go out and score some coke.
I know it's true, as lame and boring as I may be.
I refuse to drink until dawn or even smoke weed.
Darkness and LiesHave you lost the spark in your eyes,
that was once your one and only guide,
To dreams you wanted and reached for,
to feelings you had that made you sore.
Until your heart ached with every step,
that you took with the burdens you kept,
The price that you paid with your heart,
never before had I seen you try so hard.
But now where is it, that gentle drive,
the thing with which you have survived,
I no longer see it in those lonely eyes,
all I can see is the darkness and lies.
HopeThese broken wings are finally fading,
The pure white feathers eroding away,
My memories cannot find a reason why,
They ever became so fragile with time.
But even so I will still continue on,
This path of pain and rage and hate,
Chasing the forbidden past of dreams,
To never find what it is I truly seek.
And the dawn, the sun, rising again,
Will become the light for me to hold,
I know I will reach the truth one day,
As long as I forever maintain my hope.
ChangeWe cannot undo the unpleasant wrongs of our past,
But what we can change is our future's violence.
The steadily approaching turmoil to never cease,
Must be stopped with the hands we've cultivated.
For was it not strength we pursued that night,
When we promised to protect the ever fading sun?
Was it not for future that we forever sought out,
That lent us the determination to keep going on.
World So ColdHow did I trip into those gentle arms,
That night with tears filling the sky?
I cannot remember, my vision blurred,
From all the memories that I survived.
Yet those gentle arms kept me warm,
Holding me even as I fell to darkness.
And I awoke to the dawn bursting,
A thousand colors of black and blue,
I realized that your sacrifice for me,
Had left me alone in a world so cold.
Gentle RainI am dreaming of falling down,
With the whole world at my feet.
Watching as the green forests,
Grow larger with each heart beat.
But as the sun slowly fades away,
I don't know what it is I lack,
And thinking of the clouds above.
I can't even bear looking back.
For within that barren blue sky,
How lonely they must truly be.
Unknowing of all companionship,
Isn't the sky meant to be free?
Everyone on the ground looks up,
Everyone in the sky looks down.
But the clouds remain motionless,
The gentle rain makes not a sound.
Losing YouHow could you tell I was crying,
Behind those ever shielded eyes?
I never noticed you were hurting,
When you told me your vile lies.
You kept yourself at a distance,
Forever blocking yourself away.
I never knew of your existence,
Until I saw my despair that day.
And you reached out for my hand,
Lowering your guard just hoping,
That one day I would understand,
The pain that comes with coping.
And now maybe I can see clearer,
This realization is long overdue.
It isn't the dark coming nearer,
But it is the pain of losing you.
MoonOh, ever watchful moon. How could you tell?
That I was not living my life quite so well.
I was sick each day, and tired each morning.
With the sun's morning light, I hated life.
Yet I found a friend, a friend in evil yet.
Who accepted all of even my darkest regrets.
Who took my hand and made me throw it away,
So that I may try to live just another day.
Who knew that the shadows could be so kind?
Not I, for I know that I once was blind.
But here in the blackest of nights, I see.
The moonlight with evil which bathes me.