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One Extreme to the OtherI've walked the path of suffering before,
I gave a heart broken and bleeding,
But we feel pain in our core,
How are we succeeding?
The lives we lead are disgustingly cruel,
In tough times we cry out in the rain,
Never once have I felt like a tool,
When you have so much to gain.
Lies and deception surrounding me,
Those eyes of hate I know,
But I don't want to see,
The ending of the show.
How can I breathe in the fresh air?
When death is all around,
Trying not to care,
Love buried underground.
It is time to say that final word,
Falling from the rock again,
Ocean rain so absurd,
But so was I back then.
The rock I tried to climb with you,
Pushing and pulling you along,
But you used me too,
Just like a song.
The words you told me as I fell below,
So dead that look on your face,
Even as the sun set low,
Darkness your saving grace.
I hit the rocks and broke with blood,
A crimson moon rising on the tide,
The rocks now becoming flood,
As I realized you lied.
Standing atop in the pouring rain,
Everything BetweenIn the world beneath us today,
I sat down on the ground to pray,
How could we all just get along,
Do we all just sing a song?
I gave you every piece of me,
Right down to the epiphany,
And then you crashed down,
Into the whole town.
When the chaos finally ended,
The clouds of dust having descended,
My heart was torn in between faith and trust,
Wondering where you would end your hunt of lust.
Close my eyes from the blinding light,
As we fall through the clouds tonight,
Everything is falling,
Please come home they cry,
Humankind is so close to die,
Final wishes unheard and unseen,
How can we be so unclean?
I gave you my heart so broken and bitter,
You gave me the world on a gold litter,
But when times became tough,
You thought it was rough.
Unable to communicate your pain,
We fell through the clouds slain,
Instead of working out the detail,
We were on the wrong track to derail.
In between heaven and hell,
I'm soon to tap on the final bell,
Hold me close now as we fall,
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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