In a land of no answers, I’m crying alone; In a world with no feelings, I’m feeling so lost. I crave for love, or something to make me feel less hollow; But I have become a ghost of what I once was.
I went up to Heaven to face my God; But he wasn’t answering so I fell down to Earth. I listened closely and searched in the fog; But I was lost in love, so I couldn’t get what I deserved.
Still I search for the answers, to a question I cannot ask; For I don’t know what it is, that I want to find in the dark. I used to think, I had all I needed at last; But it all turned to nothing and now I am lost.
I can’t tell you how I felt, because I just don’t remember, But I must have felt something, to have felt the loss. As another year passes by, I’m feeling low in December; I would give anything to remember, no matter what the cost.
In the soul of the city, the four wheels, the scream for pity. Mercy screamed louder than her voice. Little girls sleeping promised with their toys. Not even one, the strong, the brave, the soldier, the slave. No one could
Wynken Blynken and Nod??? (ah…oh methinks this pissant pooch woof lee barked up the wrong tree – reed don my mongrel friend) This poetic endeavor doth not boast nor brag to take digs on front page headline grabbing news, nonetheless
Page 1. the celebrated sailing frog from Montgomery County went a court’n, or so the tale iz toad to a grand ole mansion built around 1910, and e’en ‘pon being razed ~2012 ah no dummy sea worthiness still plainly showed,