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Your trembling hands
are steady for me
I play all day I play all night.
Yet something is out of sight.
I wonder why an 11 year old
Has to feel so bold
lego, lego, lego is the answer that right
I just felt a raindrop
I just felt a drop of rain
it won't make the pain stop
nothing can stop the pain

it's like a slowdown
and I am going down slow
I feel so lowdown
I feel so down low

I start to backslide
when memories slide back
it's like a black mind
it makes my mind black
Crimson of the imprinted struggle
of wings that couldn't fly away
remnants of a ****** scuffle
evidence of the ones who pay

on the ice, above the concrete
terror is in the melting snow
soon to be under gone feet
gone forever from what we know

****** trail of the past fallen
a victims death is seen in red
on a winter's day so sullen
****** snow angels of the dead
I have been meaning to meet
seeming to seek
a new way
i have been leaning to peek
meaning to greet
a new day

i have been wanting to see
dawning for me
a bright light
i have been taunting the free
daunting for me
a slight fight

i have been pulling the blind
fooling the time
a ****** fate
i have been looking to find
footing of mine
to stand straight
He might be a little hairy
but to me he isn't scary
we hang out in the woods
and run through the prairie

we explore the country side
while we just play and hide
letting instinct be our guide
bushy tailed and wild eyed

that's how i spend my time
with the fuzzy friend of mine
carefree as we play and climb
beneath the moon and sunshine

we never have a single worry
as we jump and as we scurry
we are never in a hurry
me and Mr Furry
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