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"My Love for You"
"Where Did I Go Wrong?"
"Sounds of Darkness"

"My Love for You"
1-19-98

Smiling into depths unknown,
Searching for an unfamiliar face,
Finding your love and holding on.
You are in my heart, and in my thoughts,
You are part of me.
And my love for you,
It’s in my heart,
To give away to you.
I love you and I’ll never forget you.

"Where Did I Go Wrong?"
1-19-98

Did I shoot for things unseen?
Did I ask too much, when I shouldn’t have?
Did I lose before the game began?
Did I ask for something. . .
. . . That you didn’t want to give?
What did I do?
Where did I go wrong?
Was it when I asked too much;
When I wanted too much?
All I ever wanted was a friend,
But I don’t know where the person
I knew before has gone to.
Did I lose you when I first met you?
What ever happened to those days of the past?
Did they disappear into tomorrow?
What ever happened to memories forgotten?
Are they signs of something yet to be?
What ever happened to the times I spent with you?
Or did those never happen?
What ever happened to us?
We’re disappearing people
Lost among the thoughts and
Confusing times of loneliness.
I don’t know what happened;
I don’t have the answers,
I only have questions.
And I only know the feelings I’m having:
The hurt, the disappointment, the freedom,
The loneliness, the need, the want, the desire.
I only wanted to be with you;
But it’s not going to happen.
It’s all over now,
And I’ve said my "good-byes".

"Sounds of Darkness"
2-1-98

Wandering in the moonlight,
Hearing the eerie, disappearing night.
Animals and creatures, hiding in the black,
Their eyes shining, looking back.
The treetops of the high-up world.
The sounds of the wild unfurled.
Sounds surrounding you with fear,
Filling the darkness. Everything you hear
Are sounds coming from your mind:
The sounds of footsteps behind;
The shaking ground beneath your feet;
The sinking darkness; the defeat
Of sanity by an insane world.
The thought of sounds being hurled
Through the pitch black night;
The knowledge of the coming morning light,
The sound of an awaiting day.
The sounds of darkness are going away,
And leaving me alone in the arriving sunrise
To hear sounds with my eyes.


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