We All Die The One Way We Don't Want To

we all die,

the way we're afraid.

But you lost,

all that time you wasted.

And you wont believe,

that good vs evil finally died.

And the balance;

its not needed anymore.

Because things,

have all slowed down.

And we all die,

the one way we know.

With the pain,

that wasnt always there.

With sorrow that fills your head,

and with love,

that was lost somewhere along the way.

Scream and cry,

nows that time.

Someone pulled it,

pulled life's trigger on you.

And you wont feel,

you wont feel a thing.

Its almost over,

we dont exist like we did.

We didnt exist,

to be more real,

than we did,

to be fake.

And you took faith,

and my freedom.

you took that part,

that made existing real.

And now things,

things arent right.

I wont stay,

its not my place.

But i feel cold,

and unusually dead.

And its raining now,

raining with out me.

all my dirt is turning,

turning into mud.

And six feet under

ill be stuck.

If you need me,

ill be there;

standing out

in the middle of the storm.

Because we all die

the one way we dont want to.

And we wont all see

whats coming next.

yea we wont all see

the light at the end.

Cause that glow

isnt getting closer.

Its not real now,

its just a flicker.

And if you see,

see more than i do.

Then just maybe

youve got some hope left.

But dont lose sight,

of the one true fact;

that we all die,

the one way we dont want to.

'A Poem Called Untitled'

You hate the things that show,
the dread thick within your sound.
Broken glass will bring your comfort,
the neurotic obsession finally cured.
A devastating blow
to an ego oh-so-high
yet a check of self expectance,
a reliance finally gone.

But now you miss the small things,
things youve forgotten how to feel.
You miss the rain drenching you,
the thunder crashing all around.
The sudden onslaught of its beauty,
the final flash before the end.
it's almost like a repeat,
a redo of things undone.
But you go out with a weird motive,
as if sumthing old will change.
It always does the same thing,
it kill you in the end,
reminds you of your sanity,
reminds you whats within.
But now i guess you've lost it,
you are not fully THERE.
youre somewhere inside hiding,
like a kid running from their fears.

We thought we'd say its useless,
but in truth we really care.
Why else would we write a poem,
called untitled, just for you.
Why else would we say i love you,
if in truth we really didnt.
And why else would we pick up the pieces,
of the reflection you once had.

Devoting yourself to the mirrors,
to watching seconds fly past,
this life you have made and have broken,
still choking on tears that will build.
A series of fortune we'll gamble,
by thinkking you'll take time to read,
a poem called untitled,
the one i wrote just for you.

Stars In the Sky

What star would i want,
if a star i could have.
with no limits on any,
no matter how far.
I'd chose the smallest,
the one not noticed,
because its rejected,
it'd be my star.

If i could chose just one star,
to show us our love,
I'd find us the biggest,
and the brightest of all.
To show that i love you,
to show that i care.
And to let all the world know,
im luckiest of all.

I'd hope we could sit there,
an hour a day,
and look towards the heavens,
to see our star shine.
I dont know ill see you
tomorrow or then after
But i do know that star,
will always be bright.
Wether youre near,
Or wether youre far,
I hope you'll look up,
and thinkk of me often.
And feel all the joy,
of love burn within.
With hopes of tomorrow,
and dreams of the past.

If i'm with angels,
and with choirs in clouds
I promise i'll show you,
your way in the dark.
I'll meet you by sunsets,
and dance in the rains,
I'll leave with the mornings,
and watch you at noon.
I'll wait by the gates,
watching you and your life.
And i'll hope that youre happy,
that you dont lose your love,
I would want you to move on,
to see others instead.
Life isnt waiting,
loves not o'er your head.

I hope that youve noticed
I'm here till the end,
until i last flicker,
and soon after am dead.

But if I could chose a star,
id pick the biggest and brightest.
So one day you'll know,
exactly where to meet me.
If you love me and need me,
and know that i care,
you'll find me and tell me,
and our feeling's we'll share...

If i could have a star,
any one for me,
would you promise we'd meet there
when things draw to an end?

Wake Up & See Clearly

I guess you can't say that you know me,
but in ways you can prove that you do.
Your stupid ideas simplicity,
you all venture way to close to me.
You see you prove that you hate me,
your blatant disrespect and regard.
But i know something you don't know,
its what we call the truth.
I guess through this torrent of your lies,
I've grasped too much anger to see,
that through this you werent ever worth it,
the pain this has caused was insane.

Love has an odd sense of humor,
not one thats easily tried.
With it comes grief and confusion,
and death to a life you once knew.
This time there wont be any shortcuts,
no signs that will point left or right.
And if you get lost theres no hope,
not a person for miles around.
Thinkk of the things you'll be losing,
and the chances that will pass you right by.
Pretend like mistakes wont haunt you,
that this decision will could your life.
And wake up tomorrow and find,
we're suddenly back to the start.