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Born in the wrong generation ..

Le 14 avril 2014, 19:44 dans Humeurs 0

when I was born ,

 

didn't have the choice to be

 

didn't choose to exist

 

yes I was born free

 

but I had to resist

 

the heavy storms

 

coming in my way

 

making my sky grey

 

I have missed to the train 

 

 

 

 I was born in the wrong generation

 

judging others by their  appearance,

 

didn't matter if you listen to shitty music

 

or repeating stupid lyrics

 

as long as you're living for the gain 

 

 

 

 born in the wrong era ,

 

heavy shapes , delicate thoughts

 

born horribly dressed , well worded

 

take me back when hendrix

 

drove everyone insane 

 

 

 

 born in the wrong generation

 

need to fix my time machine

 

this society's killing my imagination

 

feeling worse that i have ever been

 

still stuck in the hurricane

 

 

 

 let the fog goes through my head 

 

clears my mind 

 

stealing away my melancholy 

 

at this moment myself I find

 

my pain I hide

 

let me forget about today until tomorrow

 

as Dylan said ..

 

nothing will remain

Unveiling

Le 14 avril 2014, 19:14 dans Humeurs 0

head full of dark gloomy clouds

 

silent screams

 

empty crowd

 

acts disturbed by thoughts

 

blue sky's became dark 

 

shining stars ,full moon

 

to silence I hark 

 

 

 

why does it have to be this hard to face your fears

 

every time you close your eyes you can't stop the tears

 

from falling

 

you search for a light to overcome the darkness

 

didn't thought that it's too hard to reach happiness

 

 

 

the pure soul lost its way to heaven

 

the angel lost her sight

 

all she's looking for is a safe haven

 

and someone to hold her tight

 

 

 

taking a journey inside her lifeless soul,

 

seeing her buried dreams

 

realizing that leaving that passion behind

 

is making her more and more blind

 

 

 

troubled emotions,strange thoughts

 

fear of failure mixed

 

with mystery,

 

the future's unknown

 

my own poet is standing beside me

 

nothing's left to fear , I am not on my own