Write my frustrations in life in the sand.
Scream my hate into the sky..
Translate my anger through these words..
As they flow from my fingertips..
When it rains..
It shortly thereafter becomes a flood..
Lightning strikes beside me..
I glance up at the dark and stormy sky..
It remembles so much of me..
So much..
I need release from these everyday emotions..
I cant stand it! !
Cleanse my body through the droplets of acid rain..
Make me lose myself through all of this mundane behavior.
Why is it not enough to be yourself anymore?
Why must i be everything I despise?
Must I walk the given line?
Must I take the road most traveled?
They take and take but never give.
Give back my lost identity..
To give or to get?
To love or to hate?
Seems I cant have both..
To keep or to lose?
To forget or remember?
I dont seem to care anymore..
Just need to get through this storm..
Do I walk alone?
Or is there someone there?
Someone I simply can't see?
Holding my hand, helping me through?
Awaiting the day to kiss me in the pouring rain and take away everything..
Everything but me..
My soul, myself..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
They act and pretend to love and like you, but someone's destroyed your trust, haven't they? Roll on through, Crystal. We can't let them win, now can we?