once more, as i walk alone
to the fountain of life, i call my home
absorbed in everything i see
seems my fountain is empty
as your tears trickle down the face
of the clock ticking away my time
i stop and remember my life
my endless pantomime
so
i sit
i cry
i hurt
i'd die
but i couldn't bring myself to do it
not here, not now
drowning as i see fit
in my own opinionated words
spewed like cannon rounds
so may i forge the pain?
so may i forget the slain?
and finally set my mind at ease
as i wander if this will ever cease
this constant, thud thud thudding
is bringing me to my knees
and as the river runs empty
once thick like blood
i've succombed to submission
heard the final thud
as it all seems clear
light breaking through the clouds
this i've left behind
for all the world to judge me




...so then i said "that's not a giraffe, that's my wife" and OH how we laughed...

once again great stuff

ive got a lot of writings like this, jusy havnt had the bottle to post them

I am humbled by your eloquence of expression.

again, nice work, dip shit.

wow...thanks
:blush:

yeah, tis good stuff dipshit, thanks, and a big kiss from me :)