Life was great
nothing could get me down.
i was higher than the tallest mountain,
radiant as the smiling sun.
but that was my past.. and its time has come and gone
too quickly for me to truly enjoy
i look back at it.
my glowing, yet fading past.
it brings beautiful pastel pictures to my mind.
why have they deceived me? why cant life be as joyful as it was?
why cant memories jump back to life in reality.. instead of broken dreams?
why cant i see flowers bloom like they did? why do i just see them wilt?
life is growing less and less saturated as every painful day slips by.
...im watching my life as a horror movie.
and yet as i see myself falling closer and closer to the angel of death... a wicked grin forms on my face, an evil glint in my eyes.
no more does life please me.
the happy emotions were sucked out of me when i found out life's dreary meaning.
i would deeply like to explore deaths magical doors... my soul longs to fly free....
yet its weighted down by earths gravity.
each day, it grows weaker and weaker.
and if it should die, i shall have nothing left... my heart was shattered years ago, leaving just my soul to dream of true happiness.
all of that time, life never made sense to me.
but i've been around this sad world.
and i now know my life isn't what it was once
