Villager
11-13-01, 09:45AM
Gone
I couldn’t believe it.
I still don’t.
How can something so precious,
Be gone so quick.
I was flying, my mind in the sky
And my heart in the heavens.
Now I fall, and the sky falls with me,
As the heavens come crashing down.
I think of a smile, I think of a laugh,
I think of what was,
And what can never be again.
This pain is unlike any other.
It cannot be blocked out; it cannot be put aside.
My every thought,
My every feeling,
No part of me can escape this torture,
That my soul does suffer.
My mind is in pieces.
The mind thinks of reuniting,
Together once more.
But while death is one solution,
It is not the answer.
Love, forever. Still with me.
I wish to much to be able to believe in that right now.
It is hard, though. So hard.
I want to get away from this,
This feeling of nowhere.
I need a light, a small hope, something to hold on to.
What the mind feels is confusion, and hurt.
What the heart feels,
Is pure, intense, a torment of
Emptiness.
All I would have looked to before,
Is gone. All I have now,
Is my memories, and they
Have never been so vague.
I try to be a tower of strength,
For those who miss,
To help where I can understand,
Perhaps do some good in knowing what they feel,
And giving them hope.
I know how much that hurts. But,
At the same time, it means nothing to me.
I cannot get past this clamp upon my heart,
Really all I want is peace.
Lie low.
Lie low and withdraw, try to distance myself from what I
Cannot influence. Helpless.
Again, it is futile,
My mind is lost, my heart is pinned to the floor
In agony,
Whilst my soul cries.
Sense tries to tell me things will get better,
That the hurt will, if not cease, at least ease,
But sense has no place in love.
I attempt to think positive, to be what she could only
Hope I would strive for, to be
At peace,
But the passion gone,
The fire has died, the life has drained away.
One day perhaps there will be something,
Anything,
But here, now, like this.
There is nothing,
For all that matters,
I have died too.
:c: Villager 2001
I couldn’t believe it.
I still don’t.
How can something so precious,
Be gone so quick.
I was flying, my mind in the sky
And my heart in the heavens.
Now I fall, and the sky falls with me,
As the heavens come crashing down.
I think of a smile, I think of a laugh,
I think of what was,
And what can never be again.
This pain is unlike any other.
It cannot be blocked out; it cannot be put aside.
My every thought,
My every feeling,
No part of me can escape this torture,
That my soul does suffer.
My mind is in pieces.
The mind thinks of reuniting,
Together once more.
But while death is one solution,
It is not the answer.
Love, forever. Still with me.
I wish to much to be able to believe in that right now.
It is hard, though. So hard.
I want to get away from this,
This feeling of nowhere.
I need a light, a small hope, something to hold on to.
What the mind feels is confusion, and hurt.
What the heart feels,
Is pure, intense, a torment of
Emptiness.
All I would have looked to before,
Is gone. All I have now,
Is my memories, and they
Have never been so vague.
I try to be a tower of strength,
For those who miss,
To help where I can understand,
Perhaps do some good in knowing what they feel,
And giving them hope.
I know how much that hurts. But,
At the same time, it means nothing to me.
I cannot get past this clamp upon my heart,
Really all I want is peace.
Lie low.
Lie low and withdraw, try to distance myself from what I
Cannot influence. Helpless.
Again, it is futile,
My mind is lost, my heart is pinned to the floor
In agony,
Whilst my soul cries.
Sense tries to tell me things will get better,
That the hurt will, if not cease, at least ease,
But sense has no place in love.
I attempt to think positive, to be what she could only
Hope I would strive for, to be
At peace,
But the passion gone,
The fire has died, the life has drained away.
One day perhaps there will be something,
Anything,
But here, now, like this.
There is nothing,
For all that matters,
I have died too.
:c: Villager 2001