Sunday, December 2, 2007

Mood dark 2

I suffer with a smile.
I shed my silent tears.
You may think that you know me,
but you can’t see my fears.

You see me standing firmly.
You see me standing strong.
If only you knew the truth,
you’ll see that you are wrong.

My heart is all but broken.
My courage all but gone.
I wish I could keep fighting,
but now I’m almost done.

And yet I seem to stay here.
I’m beaten to my knees.
In my heart I need to know,
what every one else sees.

With all the time I’ve stood here.
With every thing I’ve seen.
Why is it I’m not shattered?
Tell me what this could mean.

I do not know the reason.
I can not figure why.
I only know I’ll stand here,
until the day I die.

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