I'm sitting here, on my bed.
The light is very dim...
There's too much that's happening,
I can't stop my world from spinning...
The rain is the tears of the Angels, knowing...
The lightning is God's wrath that He will bestow...
Everyday, you live your life,
Letting chances pass you by...
Soft... The crisp wind blows.
The petals of the rose fly...
How can God exist? It's just not right,
At least, that's what you've said, every night...
I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
Why man has a problem, with you and with I...
You've always said, "I'll be there for you,
You can always come to me,"...
Written with a pen,
Sealed with a fist...
~This is written for a book I'm currently writing...
How could it ever go this far...
It's not supposed to go this way,
How can I live, in this mental dismay...
I sat online, alone at first, and then I saw your...
I was ecstatic, to say the least, for I hadn't...