Has Death Won?
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I live everyday trying to supress ghosts of days gone by
It hurts so bad, some days I pray to die
I want to live and love
But I fear those days are gone
The days of gentleness like a dove
I fear death may have won
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Man I Used To Be
You say things to me like, “You’re mean now.” “You don’t listen to me anymore.” and “You’re not the same.”
You fail to realize that the things I have seen and done were not a video game.
You ask, “What’s wrong?” “Where’s your head?” and “Why don’t you talk to me?”
Did you stop to think that maybe I don’t want you to know what I have done or what eats the inside of me?
Please understand if I don’t tell you the things that draw my attention away.
It’s because the unwelcome thoughts are rising and I am pushing them back to where they need to stay.
If you are already frustrated and disappointed in me, how can I tell you these things and expect you to still love me.
I’m sorry things are hard for me to tell you so you can see.
I am sorry I’m not the loving man I used to be.
Valhalla Tonight
Here I sit, rifle in hand
Killing the natives of a far off land.
The reason I am here?
A madman who spreads fear.
Bodies piled high as far as the eye can see,
Those caught as they tried to flee.
Enemy in sight
I pray my aim is true tonight.
The camp begins to stir
Time flies by as if ablur.
A hard thud to my chest,
I look down and see the hole in my vest.
My buddy looks at me with a tear,
I look at him and say “Do not fear”
Fight with all your might
For I will be waiting for you in VALHALLA tonight!
written by Darren 2-22-09
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