nightshifft
01-09-2010, 12:42 AM
i love my life
i love the blindness that stops you from loveing me
i love the coldness that once was fire
i love the lonelyness that lives inside
i love the smile that used to grace your face
i love the way you inspire me to cry
i love the way i wither and die
i love the tears lost unnoticed in the dirt
i love the darkness that grips my mind
i love the child that will never be mine
i love the fact that iam running out of time
i love the lover who beckons from memorys past
i love the cold spector of my own death
i love to hate this horrible fate
dark
to be stone
never knowing sadness
never knowing fear
never knowing love
to be a stone such a easy thing
all you need do is to sit and be alone
never a thought never a care not missed if your not there
patiently waiting for what ever comes along
motionless is the stone
that sits waiting all alone
waiting while life glides past
watching waiting for its chance
to be picked up admired for its strength
or to be cast aside with out a second glance
waiting while time passes by
waiting for love waiting for life
waiting for something like a chance
never knowing tears
I sit alone each night
my mind racing silently screaming
silently dreaming
soul bleeding
reaching out struggling
pleading to be a stone just one more
night
dark
i love the blindness that stops you from loveing me
i love the coldness that once was fire
i love the lonelyness that lives inside
i love the smile that used to grace your face
i love the way you inspire me to cry
i love the way i wither and die
i love the tears lost unnoticed in the dirt
i love the darkness that grips my mind
i love the child that will never be mine
i love the fact that iam running out of time
i love the lover who beckons from memorys past
i love the cold spector of my own death
i love to hate this horrible fate
dark
to be stone
never knowing sadness
never knowing fear
never knowing love
to be a stone such a easy thing
all you need do is to sit and be alone
never a thought never a care not missed if your not there
patiently waiting for what ever comes along
motionless is the stone
that sits waiting all alone
waiting while life glides past
watching waiting for its chance
to be picked up admired for its strength
or to be cast aside with out a second glance
waiting while time passes by
waiting for love waiting for life
waiting for something like a chance
never knowing tears
I sit alone each night
my mind racing silently screaming
silently dreaming
soul bleeding
reaching out struggling
pleading to be a stone just one more
night
dark