Here I am again
having the same old pain
That same old Stupid Thing
Came along and started to Sting
Inside my room
I drowned in air of gloom
lost my self to the floor
Anger is kicking at my heart's door
The urge to break anything
whatever near me I'll start to swing
Hoping that I can Drive away
Whatever makes sadness song play
How many time did I cry? ?
and hoped I could run away and fly? ?
Every time I spread my wings
That Horrible voice starts to sing
And it starts to pull me in
But I don't want to give in
Im Sick of Living like this
Taking Life the way it is
I don't want to lose my self anymore
I have the strength to fight im sure
I'll Hold my fists Tight
I will start the Fight
and I will Ride the Chances Flight
what a beautiful song that can make....I can feel the harmony and the flying wings over a warm air.
Come near me Sweet Angels and let me play with you I got so much innocence that I discovered through you So lovely and innocent. Very charming poem.
This kind of anger is contagiuos, or maybe you perfectly expressed it.
this poem is raw power... every goes there. but nobody really likes to talk about... passion is very strong in you... and it shows in your writing..... i think you are very strong... but even the most strongest has to weep... you can't bottle everything in you have to have release.... powerful poem my friend..... lovely read......
Ride on Sarah.......ride on till you find the right pit stop! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
=] i lke it... kee writing <3