Let’s bury our fears in the moonlit graves and dance upon them in blinded fury.
Let’s follow the light to the end of the trail and keep on going.
Let’s blind ourselves from the feelings of others and wash them away.
Let’s travel to Heaven and Hell and come back again.
Let’s watch the earth from above and below as it wilts into oblivion.
Let’s rip the wings from the angels that watch us.
Let’s silence the devil that laughs at us from behind the curtains.
Let’s find a way to overcome the beings who challenge us.
Let’s die young and with the wisdom of a thousand kings.
Let’s burn the world and rise from the ashes of the forgotten ones.
Let’s bottle the ashes and set them to sea.
Let’s forget our pasts and build our futures.
Let’s believe in nothing and trust no one.
Let’s fall into the pulsing of the flames and jump head first into the blinding lights.
But let me fall silently.
And I’ll let you be the one to bury me with our fears in the moonlit graves.
Let’s follow the light to the end of the trail and keep on going.
Let’s blind ourselves from the feelings of others and wash them away.
Let’s travel to Heaven and Hell and come back again.
Let’s watch the earth from above and below as it wilts into oblivion.
Let’s rip the wings from the angels that watch us.
Let’s silence the devil that laughs at us from behind the curtains.
Let’s find a way to overcome the beings who challenge us.
Let’s die young and with the wisdom of a thousand kings.
Let’s burn the world and rise from the ashes of the forgotten ones.
Let’s bottle the ashes and set them to sea.
Let’s forget our pasts and build our futures.
Let’s believe in nothing and trust no one.
Let’s fall into the pulsing of the flames and jump head first into the blinding lights.
But let me fall silently.
And I’ll let you be the one to bury me with our fears in the moonlit graves.
looking up into the clear blue sky
i lay in the wet grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others
things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how
how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed
so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not move on the find the cure
i lay in the wet grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others
things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how
how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed
so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not move on the find the cure
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to love and them love me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought love was just a silly game ............ i want to love and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to love and them love me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought love was just a silly game ............ i want to love and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........