

this roadI walk the straight and narrowthis road
Without a single arrow to point For me the right way to go.
And what if there is no right way? And I walk day and night Along this road of my own decay.
As I ponder these things
Somewhere a school bell rings And a little child sings.
And here you come to lift me And now I can clearly see I could have had hope
If only I had kept walking Hope was waiting Just around the corner.
But I failed to push forward And now my hope is gone Because it moved on.
So take


never being un-stuckIm drowning in a fear of never being un-stuck To never know the feeling of creating emotion again To never touch anothers heart again Im coming down with a sickness I cant heal on my own If I could only find someone to heal it . But it seems as if theyve all run away Run away with the fear of catching my sickness If only someone would dare to come and touch my wounds to heal me.never being un-stuck
Im drowning in the fear of never being un-stuck To never finish another poem again To hate everything I make
Not knowing who I am anymore kills me


the final good byeKeep this kiss with you until we meet again Those were the last words you said to me, As you kissed the tears from my eyes.the final good bye
Then giving me the only kiss I ever wanted, You left me standing there and I died a little inside that day As you left my heart broken and alone
You held me and I didnt want you to let go This good bye was the only on I knew would last forever As you took my hand and held it one last time.
Oh my God its happening, You say well see each other again but I know thats not true The only words


clicheSome how when I think of you I only think of love. I dont know what to make of this feeling I know I cant be right when I only want you to myself When I talk to you I can only smile and when I write about you I feel like a dork. I know I shouldnt be thinking this way but its the only way I know how to thinkcliche
When I think of you, I only think of us I dont know what to think of these thoughts I know I cant be right when I cant let you go When I hug you all I want to do is hang on for eternity and when I sing along thinking of you I feel like and idio
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