Alone, in a winter, frozen, unheard, that the bells of heaven are not their for my wake. The slowest hour of happiness passes overhead your sleeping coma. You are alive only inside of the places you need not be. That hate exsits more than you can bare, and you are deprived of sleep...
The hurt that prevails inside of the thousands of innconce lives that past. All cold. All unheard. All forgotten. All gone. The life memories that were maimed, and the days of sheer bliss was taken for granit.
The hurt can never excape from our tears. We are dead in an undead enviroment. Yet cry, hurt, forfeit faith, and moan in the darkest summons of pain so unlivable at times. As if we were trapped inside of a nightmare, but could never awake to see the hope of the futur tommorrow.
What has happened to that golden yesterday. Those warm wintery memories. Those lovingly smiles and kisses you left me. A baby still a child you have left. And I still don't know things about living in the world. And you were supposed to teach me.
Also you were supposed to protect me. Protect me from these tears I spill now. You supported me in everything. Music, writting, being warm hearted to people, doing the right thing, and teaching us the respect we need to give others...
Oh how I miss you. Everyday has been so empty. On the outside goes life past me. But inside that time is you yeilding the time in the past that you were never involved with. And I miss you. I can't keep up inside of this world without you. The hate isn't so bad, but it is the lonliness that is killing me.
Can you see me. Toss and turn on the bed throughout a night filled with unwanted thoughts. Can you see your baby child cry for what is never going to be saving him anymore. Can you feel the tears of pain and longing. The world has crumbled before me, as soon as you excaped the collapse of me...
And I need you...I need you to take it all away again. I want to be with you, and retire this hate, this unlivable hell, this place we call living...Just hold me. Let me feel you in the winds calming my chest. Let me smell you in the wood stove cooked smell, and let your body fall through the snow around me...And take me with you to the heaven you call from...And be with you forever. |
Submission Name: My Prayer
