Im cold
no one knows me
not even myself
Im tired of living with no self-help

Oh hell
Oh well
Guess this fights over
i hear the ringing of a bell

In time
in my own eyes im blind
cant seem to find
my way out of this mess
so much stress
just to impress

Impress who you ask
Matter fact
i dont know that
but all these suicidal tendencies
Someone put an end to me

I feel like i should be quoting Macbeth's final solilquoy
Life is but a wandering shadow
Goes nowhere
like i care

And all our yesterdays have lighted
fools the way to dusty death
Now stop it for a minute
let me catch my breath
Foe his final line
so i may go in depth

Life is told by an idiot
full of events
signifying nothing
so why repent
and now i truly question
can time be well spent?

Just let me lament
Few good times
adn many bad
all sad
i start to get mad

I start thinking
even if i did look
on the brightside id probably go blind
no lie
i bought a suit to meet god
so let me straighten the tie
my final words to you
goodbye

Honestly I still care
Though i said i dont
I spend my days thinking of you
knowing that you wont

Think of me at all
and as the seasons pass
Summer, spring, and fall
I spend my time
wasting away
and waiting fro your call

Time comes and time goes
Yet i cant forget you
The trees sprout leaves
then die again
But me i cannot let go

You say we are still friends
But in the wind
hear my silent echo

In the end
the more time we spend
Will make my true feelings
less known

We are thinkers
They are dreamers
We are quiet
They are loud
We see hard times
They look past them
What we see isnt permenant
What they see will outlast them

While we are thinking
They are doing
while we are listening in
They are speaking out
We talk in a whisper
They always shout

We try to look on the brightside
Yet we go blind
They stare a the sun
and seem to be fine

We think we know all
They admit they know nothing
Weve done nothing at all
But these fools were good for something

We saw ourselves as smarter
But come to realize
these fools truly grasp
what matters in life

He lays there and dies
No one cries
or asks god why

no one lies about
the good he has done
the joy he brung
the songs he sung

In fact many consider him to be
a lost cause
so why pause
our daily lives
for the end of his
the end of a life of sin

He has no family or friends
to watch over him
as they lower him
six feet deeper than he was before

So heres to a life
we hope to forget
to dismiss
one full of regrets
and lost innocence

Hes sad
He sits and wonders why
when he tries to cry no tears arise
And when his parents ask him he lies denies

He wants to run
Wants to hide
But he has nowhere to go
he cant cope
So he grabs a rope

He prays for forgiveness as he ties the knot
Prays no one will cry for him
While he rots

He stands in the chair
suddenly its no there
its just him the rope and the air
he doesn't seem to care
he doesn't gasp for air

All his pains at ease
his parents scream
call the police
its too late it seems

In his note
his final goodbye to his dreams
his goals
the signature at the bottom reads
Another lost soul

We fall
We feel pain
A loss of will and heart
We think that it is over
When light turns to dark
This is life

But we must strive, survive, and fight
from dusk unto dawn
For even if it ends for us
For others it goes on

A tear of sadness
means nothing
it is a sign that we can take no more

A tear of joy
means everything
for it means that we care no more

I took a walk
To ease the pain
Clear my mind
Just to stay sane

I walked a mile
and looked around
the wonders of nature
i had found

A brook flowing
so i sat down
and looked at the sky

A simple thing
But so complex
Why Blue
Why Clouds
Why birds
I try to guess

The blue for sadness
Holding us down
We must escape into space
For new worlds to be found

The clouds for rain
To show emotion
Show us we are not alone
Through life's commotions

The birds for dreams
that we one day might
Grow some wings
And start to fly

Through the emotions
and sadness
Holding us back

So we may soar into endless space
And see the stars we long to be
and notice even more
mysteries

All i knew came crashing around me
My life as i saw it
Was just a man slowly drowning
He fought and he struggled
But did not survive
Which leads me to question the meanings in life

Our motives are deadly
Were top of the chain
We go through this hell hole
Like its just a game
Striving for fame
Or to give ourselves a name

In that we have succeeded
To give ourselves a name much needed
Humans will forever be known
As the apocalypse bringers
Who destroyed their own home

Tortured in our daily lives
we need to find release,
This is how we find ourselves
Walking with the kings.

Walking with the kings,
who seem to have it all
they tell us what to do,
so that we may not fall,
to us they seem like gods
when in reality,
even kings do stupid things
to end up like you and me.

Each man his own endeavor,
each life a new mystery,
That is where we find ourselves
walking with the kings.

Walking with the kings,
who seem to know it all,
they hold our hands out gently
to help us catch the ball,
they give us kind advice,
and awaken deep inside,
the voice that hid away so long
slowly causing, our demise.

To each may his life prosper,
but fear not a tiny thing;
for even when the fat lady sings;
you can go walking with the kings.

It smells like September outside
The cold weather is setting in
We sit and we wait
and we speak and relate as we wait for Augusts end

I walk alone in the cold soft rains
in the shadow of the clouded day
And i stare and observe
till everything blurs
except for the thing i chase

I watch as it passes bye
and the fall brings back bad memories
but the months speed away
September, October, November, December
all gone with the fray
and i take a look outside

January passes next
A cold depressing beginning for the year
I wish i could say this was the last
Of the sad months that would come to pass
But happiness seldom appears
So ill sulk in self pity
Ill sit without pride
till once again
it smells like September outside.

Long walks save lives,
Peering into tear filled eyes
Wandering a broken path
Pondering a broken past.
Into the light we'd gladly go,
A vision comes so beautiful
Our lives complete
So much still unknown.
But we turn around
And head back home.

Long walks save lives,
They tell what the future holds;
when you grow old
whether you live freely
or sell your soul.
Walks that let us think endlessly
Through the forest ,
Around the trees.
Each step a new thought
In your our heads
One that pities the living
And prays for the dead.

Long walks save lives,
Walks that last for miles
Hours, Years, days, and months.
Alone we walk
and think
and talk to no reply;
Walking but not caring why.
Understanding everything
Floating freely like a dream;
Listening to natures sound
so profound,
Your feet are lifted off the ground
until the wind and the clouds
are in your face
and take you away from this starting place.

Long walks save lives'
but they do end
so often they should be taken.
Through forests and trees
and city streets
A walk can never be mistaken;
For heaven or hell
just a period when ones head does little aching
a mind to busy thinking.

Long walks save lives,
and as they reach their end.
The pain is gone
you can move on,
and often you will find
once you have cleared your mind,
and the walks draws towards its end
of yourself you have made a friend

We've lost the will
Oh well we tried
We lost our freedom
We lost our pride

We destroyed civilians
Not caring at all
Then looked back in tears
At the destruction we brought

Our reasons were pointless
Our goals out of reach
Thinking it could be solved
By an apologetic speech

We go on in life
The public not knowing
Living daily
our regrets not showing

Weak and feeble
Falling fast
Hot and Freezing
Not built to last

Slowly dying
Quickly reborn
Body aching
Heart full of scorn

I see darkness
Through and through
Is this an illness
Or am i thinking of you

This world ends
as we slowly die
a new one begins
let a new light shine

We came so far
yet we dont know
how hard life is for all of those

People try to Empathize
Sympathize
but there only words
so whats the point

We live we die
we soar and fly
yet in my eyes
no sacrifice
is made by those who doubt the rest

If this is true
I lay to rest
the mistakes ive made
in lifes brutal test

As our quest
draws near its end
We question those
who would rather pretend

And notice
they knew more than us

We shed a tear
and wonder why
so many starts are in the sky

lifes more fun
when we dont know
how the world works
how people grow

Because then more questions
Can arise
and we may live
in paradise

Like a black whole
It absorbs everything you are
Pushes you down
Tears you apart
Try to move on
But you cant escape
The firm grasp
That seals your fate

I did what i had to
Not knowing you cared
I said what i meant
not knowing you were scared
Im sorry i pushed you
Over the edge
Im sorry im writing this note
On a ledge
Im sorry for everything past, present and future
Im sorry my feelings
were the cause of your torture

Id tell you in person
But i wont be around
And im off
With the kick of the chair
as i make no sounds

The darkness it drowns me
The lights they surround me
through hatred you crown me
through love you empower me

The hero i aim to be
Most of you will never see
I dream of finding
in life a meaning
in heaven you saved me
but in hell you found me