Mitchell Weidman

The mourning will come when you are long gone,
while you continue to walk, and live life,
others won't view you like you matter till you don't exist,
the pain lies within the truth, and it needs to be told,
sometimes people are just so cruel.

You can't live life, with lost emotions,
let them flow and open up inside, release all that resides,
the power from in the heart is where you must search,
its not to hard, but its certainly not easy,
i am the only one who could ever please me.

Nothing is worse then being your own enemy,
no one to turn to, not even yourself,
that can't stop you for searching because they exist,
search high or even low, leave no rock unturned,
for the soul of your body will eventually return.

Jumbled thoughts race through my mind,
leaving no space empty, crashing me to my knees,
i reach out to anyone out there to prove to me i matter,
for sometimes being lost, can make some one scared,
there will always be that someone who cares.

Forget everything you know and live by your own,
leave no trust to others for they have no path to be shown,
your better off alone, get on with your life,
nothing left to say except for get up and go,
time seems to be going so slow.

Two sides of a single story, no end to the thoughts,
who do i trust, which path do i take,
it is between good and evil with my life at stake,
i ask out to both sides to make it one,
i finally understand what must be done.