Dane

by Moose   Apr 3, 2005


This poem is about a friend of mine called Dane, he nearly died, because he was in a Car crash, and it snapped me out of my depression rather quickly. so please send comments

Dane

Why cry, Why hurt
Everyone lies, dead in the dirt

Death ins’nt, the solution
Just sing for absolution

We all run, all hide,
All smile, were dead inside

Someday things will change
Someday you’re not strange

It’s all over and done
You won’t have to run

Just sing for your hope
You don’t need the rope

All of it is over

The worlds not dead yet
I m glad its you I met

You sing for all life
As you hold up that knife

Because life is thrown away
Every single day

When people need it more
Its not there any more

The worlds not all gone, When it seems that way
Death nearly changed my life, in another way

Some people need others, but when there not there
They fall to there knees, everyone seems to care.

My life was changed. In a better way than death
Because you still take each breath.

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