I forgot I used to be a poet
bearing out his soul to unknown people
and now I'm a nobody with no story to tell and no life to linger.
I forgot how I used to be me when all else was crumbling
Calmly gripping my hand, I try to put aside
my lonely life, as you do with a plastic bag
used and ready to be thrown away.
So, am I alive? am I a dead? am I anything?
I doubt! like you
On the verge of a nervous breakdown
I stay awake all day and night,
Insomnia takes me over
There\'s a hunger which kills me inside.
On the verge of a nervous breakdown
I climb the
my shadow is walking the path
where my thoughts never been
my shadow is a better me with
a different weeping - smile face
my shadow just left the town
so now I\'m sharing the lines
In the middle of the night
I shade my thoughts away
love is not what I meant
hurt is all that it takes
In the middle of the bed
I lay on one side of my face
my pillow is getting
for my father there was no love
for my father there was no cry
for him there was loneliness
despair and no God
for him it was only the fear to be alive
I’ve said I’ll never wrote about
I\'m a bird with a broken wing
I\'m a dog kept in chains
I wish I could fly away
I\'m a piece of dust
I\'m the pain from my brain
I want to go away
I\'m a sad girl
I\'m a poor heart
I wish I
this day is mine
with good and bad
with all the laughs and cries
this day is mine
and change this you can not;
to swift I\'ve tried
in my courageous quest
but, as I said
My mother\'s arms when I was little
were soft and safe for baby sleeping;
my mother\'s touch when I was little
gave me the peace I always wanted.
My mother\'s eyes all filled with worries
are
Delicious home he found my love is,
red silky roses spreading soft desires;
embraced, we touched the wings of sorrow
and tears were falling down from Heaven.
Rejoiced in peace of lovers\'
TA