ooh..yeah...open the window and smile for everyone
as the clouds clear you say Hi to the morning sun.
i really dont care if your my mother..
I'M STILL NOT LIKE THE OTHERS.
these eyes have seen further tragedies then you.
My body and mind lay in the black and blue.
Show me WHY I'M SHOUTING..
point out now that i'm the one dying.
to you these eyes wont seem the same.
eyes that just wanted..ooh just wanted.
to see all the colors of the day and night
and all you did WAS HINDER MY SOUL.
tired of having to show your a FOOL.
...Sunshine...Moonlight...staring at the sky
All day long and dreaming all the long nights..
leave me alone. this hate you cant control!
but yet everything i say goes in Vaine
this girl comes to me saying its a crying shame.
that she doesnt want me to fight.
Mother leave me alone. no longer can you control
as my dreams regain their height.
Sunshine..Moonlight...staring into her eyes..
in her arms all the long nights...
the girl i love trys to claim
all of my life long pain..
My eyes never will see the same
but damn no ones to BLAME!
...sometimes i think..this wont make it..
you close my eyes girl and say everythings alright..
your lips...Deja todo tu amor para yo..
No..no nescito all of your PITY!
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
wrap your arms around me and pull me back
keeping me from harm is your knack.
mother i see you crying those black tears tonight..
leave me...be..to live with my heart in this girls arms...
...dreams regain their heights....
no longer left to anyones harm....
Author notes
Written March 17th, 2006
A contest entry
- Crimson Insecurity by Lacer.
300 points, ended August 12, 2006, 13 entries
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With this poem makes me melt. I loved it. I totally understand this.
Great write and good luck.
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Chase -
*applauds*
so this is the song you mentioned in the last conversation.
wow, its really good! very detailed.
i'll have to agree with martinez...having eyes as the focal point is a perfect way to keep the audience's attention.
it almost seems as though its a life journey, leaving parental units in order to experience life on one's own.
so yes, applause is in order for this piece.
keep up the awesome work!
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beautiful
love the ways the eyes become the focol point of the poem
what we see influences a great deal what we become



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