pacifister
01-23-2003, 11:31 AM
Like everything I write, I don't consider this finished, so read like it's a work in progress.
"While it Snows" by K L Camba
I'm at home in the cold.
The flurries fall like my hopes.
My despair, my sorrows slowly unfold
Exhausted, battered I'm on the ropes
Destroyed and damaged. Want to end.
A single thing knows how I feel.
My hate, my fear, my only friend
You took my hope, you stole, you steal
Why must I continue to drive?
Why continue? Why wear the mask?
You want me to live, to continue to lie.
To decieve is such a daunting task
It snows and my fingers chill.
Hard to keep warm. Why should I try?
Preoccupied people try not to fall.
While it snows, noone sees you cry.
"While it Snows" by K L Camba
I'm at home in the cold.
The flurries fall like my hopes.
My despair, my sorrows slowly unfold
Exhausted, battered I'm on the ropes
Destroyed and damaged. Want to end.
A single thing knows how I feel.
My hate, my fear, my only friend
You took my hope, you stole, you steal
Why must I continue to drive?
Why continue? Why wear the mask?
You want me to live, to continue to lie.
To decieve is such a daunting task
It snows and my fingers chill.
Hard to keep warm. Why should I try?
Preoccupied people try not to fall.
While it snows, noone sees you cry.