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Here lies the man
Who made a mistake
When he found life
Too hard to take
And now he must face it
For a life is anew
And what he refused
To believe to be true
Will steal the seconds
That count down his death
Cut off his voice
And silence his breath
But the day has come
To open his eyes
He didn't try and hide it
He didn't tell the lies
But it is the real reason
Why he wouldn't keep life
As close as he came
With his wrist to the knife
It's taken this long
To push it below
He's not sure that others
Have the strength to know
What shock would it cause?
What road would we curve to
When we spend our life lonely
As we believe we deserve to
The man has learned
From the single mistake
But that doesn't mean
It doesn't keep him awake
Thinking of why
The man that could sing
That took up the fear
And created this thing
Of what mind could have been
What lands we had seen
And for all we had learnt
We still made that decision
That we came so close
To letting a ghost
Haunt us forever
Instead of just now
Forgiveness from life
Isn't something I make
I really deserve
To be burnt at the stake
So you should all hate me
All laugh shout and grin
Chase me away
Till I'm tired and thin
Leave me to die
In hell I'll be spending
For being so tempted
In a life that is ending
The only thing
That keeps me alive
The only thing
That keeps my eyes wide
Is that if somebody would
Tell me their cares
Told me my life
As if it was theirs
Then I would forgive them
I wouldn't shout scream or yell
But maybe it's because
I've been there as well
Who made a mistake
When he found life
Too hard to take
And now he must face it
For a life is anew
And what he refused
To believe to be true
Will steal the seconds
That count down his death
Cut off his voice
And silence his breath
But the day has come
To open his eyes
He didn't try and hide it
He didn't tell the lies
But it is the real reason
Why he wouldn't keep life
As close as he came
With his wrist to the knife
It's taken this long
To push it below
He's not sure that others
Have the strength to know
What shock would it cause?
What road would we curve to
When we spend our life lonely
As we believe we deserve to
The man has learned
From the single mistake
But that doesn't mean
It doesn't keep him awake
Thinking of why
The man that could sing
That took up the fear
And created this thing
Of what mind could have been
What lands we had seen
And for all we had learnt
We still made that decision
That we came so close
To letting a ghost
Haunt us forever
Instead of just now
Forgiveness from life
Isn't something I make
I really deserve
To be burnt at the stake
So you should all hate me
All laugh shout and grin
Chase me away
Till I'm tired and thin
Leave me to die
In hell I'll be spending
For being so tempted
In a life that is ending
The only thing
That keeps me alive
The only thing
That keeps my eyes wide
Is that if somebody would
Tell me their cares
Told me my life
As if it was theirs
Then I would forgive them
I wouldn't shout scream or yell
But maybe it's because
I've been there as well
If I don't reply to these posts, it's not because I don't read them. It's just I won't reply, "yeah excellent poem. wow." to something like this. Just as I wouldn't say "wow excellent camera angle, nice directing" to someone filming their own death.
I don't reply because I can't find the words to say that it will be alright eventually, because sometimes good things do happen if you wait long enough. Maybe it's a trial to wait so long and maybe it's painful, but one person can undo all of that in a split-second and make it all worth while.
Trivial example:
My sister fainted at a gig, which was pretty scary. We got to meet and talk to Dave Grohl, which was awesome.
Serious example:
If I hadn't been shaped by the way others treated me, I would never have wound up being where I am now, which is in love with someone. Maybe I would have met her, but I wouldn't have been the same person that I am now, and that she loves, and so I embrace every single sh*tty thing that has ever happened to me, because it all led to this one thing in some small way, and made me happier than I have ever been before.
Leonard Cohen summed it up best:
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
There is no drum.
Every heart
To love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
There's always cracks in anyone's life, some have gaping canyons, and others have hairline fractures, but everyone has them. But the light does get in. And there is a happy ending, or at least a kiss. And sometimes that's all that matters.
I don't reply because I can't find the words to say that it will be alright eventually, because sometimes good things do happen if you wait long enough. Maybe it's a trial to wait so long and maybe it's painful, but one person can undo all of that in a split-second and make it all worth while.
Trivial example:
My sister fainted at a gig, which was pretty scary. We got to meet and talk to Dave Grohl, which was awesome.
Serious example:
If I hadn't been shaped by the way others treated me, I would never have wound up being where I am now, which is in love with someone. Maybe I would have met her, but I wouldn't have been the same person that I am now, and that she loves, and so I embrace every single sh*tty thing that has ever happened to me, because it all led to this one thing in some small way, and made me happier than I have ever been before.
Leonard Cohen summed it up best:
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
There is no drum.
Every heart
To love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
There's always cracks in anyone's life, some have gaping canyons, and others have hairline fractures, but everyone has them. But the light does get in. And there is a happy ending, or at least a kiss. And sometimes that's all that matters.
Sorry, nah, I'll be around for a while yet. :0)
Sometimes when I do topics, they are based on emotions I feel, but I kinda explode them out a bit. I don't -actually- think I should be burnt at the stake... but it suits the theme of the writing? Yas?
Good good. :0)
And Amneshire is definitely very much still going. I've reached a point at the moment where I've got to think a lot, because something's going to happen that's going to set the rest of the story... so thinking needed, and lots.
Sometimes when I do topics, they are based on emotions I feel, but I kinda explode them out a bit. I don't -actually- think I should be burnt at the stake... but it suits the theme of the writing? Yas?
Good good. :0)
And Amneshire is definitely very much still going. I've reached a point at the moment where I've got to think a lot, because something's going to happen that's going to set the rest of the story... so thinking needed, and lots.
I don't know what to make of all these posts Grix.
Are you actually gonna commit suicide or not?
Are you actually gonna commit suicide or not?
Good to see the life forum is still seeing posts of this quality.
Top stuff.
Did you finish the story of amneshire (sp?) yet? I'll have to go look for that, amongst other things i've missed in the past few weeks.
Top stuff.
Did you finish the story of amneshire (sp?) yet? I'll have to go look for that, amongst other things i've missed in the past few weeks.
Amazing how do you come up with these?...
Here lies the man
Who made a mistake
When he found life
Too hard to take
And now he must face it
For a life is anew
And what he refused
To believe to be true
Will steal the seconds
That count down his death
Cut off his voice
And silence his breath
But the day has come
To open his eyes
He didn't try and hide it
He didn't tell the lies
But it is the real reason
Why he wouldn't keep life
As close as he came
With his wrist to the knife
It's taken this long
To push it below
He's not sure that others
Have the strength to know
What shock would it cause?
What road would we curve to
When we spend our life lonely
As we believe we deserve to
The man has learned
From the single mistake
But that doesn't mean
It doesn't keep him awake
Thinking of why
The man that could sing
That took up the fear
And created this thing
Of what mind could have been
What lands we had seen
And for all we had learnt
We still made that decision
That we came so close
To letting a ghost
Haunt us forever
Instead of just now
Forgiveness from life
Isn't something I make
I really deserve
To be burnt at the stake
So you should all hate me
All laugh shout and grin
Chase me away
Till I'm tired and thin
Leave me to die
In hell I'll be spending
For being so tempted
In a life that is ending
The only thing
That keeps me alive
The only thing
That keeps my eyes wide
Is that if somebody would
Tell me their cares
Told me my life
As if it was theirs
Then I would forgive them
I wouldn't shout scream or yell
But maybe it's because
I've been there as well
Who made a mistake
When he found life
Too hard to take
And now he must face it
For a life is anew
And what he refused
To believe to be true
Will steal the seconds
That count down his death
Cut off his voice
And silence his breath
But the day has come
To open his eyes
He didn't try and hide it
He didn't tell the lies
But it is the real reason
Why he wouldn't keep life
As close as he came
With his wrist to the knife
It's taken this long
To push it below
He's not sure that others
Have the strength to know
What shock would it cause?
What road would we curve to
When we spend our life lonely
As we believe we deserve to
The man has learned
From the single mistake
But that doesn't mean
It doesn't keep him awake
Thinking of why
The man that could sing
That took up the fear
And created this thing
Of what mind could have been
What lands we had seen
And for all we had learnt
We still made that decision
That we came so close
To letting a ghost
Haunt us forever
Instead of just now
Forgiveness from life
Isn't something I make
I really deserve
To be burnt at the stake
So you should all hate me
All laugh shout and grin
Chase me away
Till I'm tired and thin
Leave me to die
In hell I'll be spending
For being so tempted
In a life that is ending
The only thing
That keeps me alive
The only thing
That keeps my eyes wide
Is that if somebody would
Tell me their cares
Told me my life
As if it was theirs
Then I would forgive them
I wouldn't shout scream or yell
But maybe it's because
I've been there as well