Painful Memories. by BackFromTheGraves, literature
Literature
Painful Memories.
Its so clear to me now
the pain that he caused.
To just sit there inoccent
and watch me fall.
It felt like forever
the drop that I took
and yet he still had me
by one little hook.
He knew me forgiving
his pain in the past.
I knew this memory
would undoubtably last.
The last breath that we took
saying goodbye.
The last steps I took
starting to cry.
The will to do,
The soul to try,
And climb that mountain,
So far,so high.
The wind is strong,
The air is tight,
And all you want to do,
Is fight.
This is risk,
As described by me,
When all you want to do,
Is be free.
Your freedom is glory,
As you see your shining light,
Isn't it great to know,
You won that fight.
For isn't it great,
To know the truth,
And as you see that mountain,
It shows you the proof.
Past Present and Future by BackFromTheGraves, literature
Literature
Past Present and Future
At night I dreamed of the future as I looked into my past
Playing with the fragments of my dreams I wonder what's to come ahead
But full of lovely memories from which to draw strength--
Memories of my family and the days we spent
No present existed--it was a wonderful escape
An escape from reality with a future so bright
Now became the most remote fantasy
I realize that I have taken life for granted
The past was unwinding before me my wonderful childhood
The Man From Hum-Diddle by BackFromTheGraves, literature
Literature
The Man From Hum-Diddle
There once was a man from Hum-Diddle
Who liked to play his fiddle
As I was humming
And he was strumming
We both realized the end was coming.
The end of our lives
The end of our dreams
The end of the world, or so it seems.
We skipped down the path towards home
To tell everyone not to roam
From this village so sunny
Though they thought it funny
That we thought our doom had come.
She walked into the room
The air so thin and hot
And then she turned around
And saw that dreaded spot
Oh that spot of blood...
She'd seen that spot before
Lying on her floor
She'd seen it by her bed
And then she realized...
...she was dead.
Oh that spot of blood....
That damned old spot of blood
Haunting her dreams
Haunting her nights
That spot gave her quite a fright
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Painful Memories. by BackFromTheGraves, literature
Literature
Painful Memories.
Its so clear to me now
the pain that he caused.
To just sit there inoccent
and watch me fall.
It felt like forever
the drop that I took
and yet he still had me
by one little hook.
He knew me forgiving
his pain in the past.
I knew this memory
would undoubtably last.
The last breath that we took
saying goodbye.
The last steps I took
starting to cry.
The will to do,
The soul to try,
And climb that mountain,
So far,so high.
The wind is strong,
The air is tight,
And all you want to do,
Is fight.
This is risk,
As described by me,
When all you want to do,
Is be free.
Your freedom is glory,
As you see your shining light,
Isn't it great to know,
You won that fight.
For isn't it great,
To know the truth,
And as you see that mountain,
It shows you the proof.
Past Present and Future by BackFromTheGraves, literature
Literature
Past Present and Future
At night I dreamed of the future as I looked into my past
Playing with the fragments of my dreams I wonder what's to come ahead
But full of lovely memories from which to draw strength--
Memories of my family and the days we spent
No present existed--it was a wonderful escape
An escape from reality with a future so bright
Now became the most remote fantasy
I realize that I have taken life for granted
The past was unwinding before me my wonderful childhood
The Man From Hum-Diddle by BackFromTheGraves, literature
Literature
The Man From Hum-Diddle
There once was a man from Hum-Diddle
Who liked to play his fiddle
As I was humming
And he was strumming
We both realized the end was coming.
The end of our lives
The end of our dreams
The end of the world, or so it seems.
We skipped down the path towards home
To tell everyone not to roam
From this village so sunny
Though they thought it funny
That we thought our doom had come.
People ask me how I can sit in a blank room for hours and say i'm never bored. It's because being in scilence by myself gives me the chance to explore my broad mind. You never know wat's up there. You might surprise youself. If you don't take the time to explore your mind, how do you know what's there?
Well I'm having the kind of day where I tell people I'm fine but I don't mean it. I want people to bug me until I tell them my problems and that's what they all did. I'm statying with my 2 best friends. Have you ever had a kind of day where you wish you were the last person on earth? I have. And I know from experience they suck. But I've always had friends to back me up and stay by my side. I love them for that. Everyday they tell me a list of things I'm better at then them and I dont really care. I cae thet there the ones I can count on in this crisis we call Earth. All aro8und me is Drugs, Murder, Death. For any who care I can tell them abo
Last night around 10:00, me and Steph decided to learn a new piano song to surprise Kyle when he got home. It's a song from Halo 3 called "Never Forget".Ah gotta love YouTube.I learned my part then Steph learned hers and we practiced until he got home.When he went through the door we started.Steph's part started first.He stopped and said "That sounds familiar."Then my part started and as we played together he stood in aw realizing what we were playing.
In the words of Kyle "That was the shit!!" It was pretty awesome.