The Rope
Hanging on the end of a rope that leads to nowhere.
Wanting to climb upward but he does't care.
There is nothing above him and nothing below.
Is there something inside him or is he as the rope?
He wants to let go but he holds on with all his might.
He shouts an eerie scream but no tears will he cry.
He starts to look around but his eyes remain shut.
He reaches out for something, but there is nothing there to touch.
Will he hang on to the rope? Or can he ever pull away?
As the time passes by on the rope he still remains.
Keeping his eyes closed, again he looks around,
But until he opens his eyes he will never see the ground.
Now it has finally happened, he and the rope are the same.
He never would believe it, but he alone is to blame.
Everyone knew the man but he never knew that cared.
He went throughout his life afraid of his love to share.
He walked around in life to proud to call for help.
No one recognized he lived a life of hell.
"Within my soul I gave up all hope.
I am that man that became the rope."
by Dedlypoet
The Pain
me at Dedlypoet@prodigy.net in the meantime.
Please come back soon and visit me.
Hanging on the end of a rope that leads to nowhere.
Wanting to climb upward but he does't care.
There is nothing above him and nothing below.
Is there something inside him or is he as the rope?
He wants to let go but he holds on with all his might.
He shouts an eerie scream but no tears will he cry.
He starts to look around but his eyes remain shut.
He reaches out for something, but there is nothing there to touch.
Will he hang on to the rope? Or can he ever pull away?
As the time passes by on the rope he still remains.
Keeping his eyes closed, again he looks around,
But until he opens his eyes he will never see the ground.
Now it has finally happened, he and the rope are the same.
He never would believe it, but he alone is to blame.
Everyone knew the man but he never knew that cared.
He went throughout his life afraid of his love to share.
He walked around in life to proud to call for help.
No one recognized he lived a life of hell.
"Within my soul I gave up all hope.
I am that man that became the rope."
by Dedlypoet
The Pain
| me at Dedlypoet@prodigy.net in the meantime. Please come back soon and visit me. |