Eternal LoveMany nights I've laid awake thinking of you,
It hurts so much it drives me insane,
Then I close my eyes and in my dreams I see your face,
Suddenly I am without pain,
I can hear your voice, feel your touch and taste your lips,
Life for me is complete once again,
Then the morning comes, you are gone and I lay her alone,
While the thought of you still lingers in my head,
And I can't help but think about how thinks would have been,
If I had told you that I loved you long ago,
So many times, so many words that I left unsaid,
But now it seems that I will never know,
But I can pray maybe one day that I will awake,
To your eyes staring back at me,
We'll get lost in lust and love and plan our escape,
To live our lives just as they should be,
But if time should pass us by,
As we both lead our separate lives,
Do not cry the day I die,
Because I will wait for you to arrive,
Then and there we will find,
We can leave this all behind,
Together in eternity........
Why is not the Answer"
Why should I try to do something when I could do nothing at all, Why would I try to climb upwards when it's so much easier to fall, Why should I follow directions when just wondering eases my mind, What's the point of keeping a schedule when I could forget about time, Why should I care what you say when what I think is what matters to me, Why is there always a format for the way that things ought to be, Why is it I, want to cry in reply, to the way that we hide from the light, Why not defy this material high and live with a reason for life, Well enough with pretending like your testing the waters and hiding with why as your reason, I've answered my questions and I'm moving on to a much more cognitive season.
By: Drew Brissette
"Life in Death" The sound of self reflection is a droning solid note,
As someone slips away into the darker side of hope,
What defines reality, What defines immortal life,
Is found by those who slip away into eternal night.
ARE YOU DOWN FOR THE CLOWN
"Self Destruction"
Deep in the dark of the shallowest heart, Where the seed of deceipt played a powerful part, Came the plague of a vague most empowering plot, where lives were survived with the lies they were taught, With not even a mention of wrongful redemption, We ran with the thought of vengeful intentions, Now lost, double-crossed and forgotten by most, while cause to the fraud in which we were the host, A most selfish mind is acceptingly fine, with neglecting the truth and calling it blind, You're tools and your fools living ignorant lives and drowning yourselves while humanity dies.
By: Drew Brissette
