No one to talk to.
Nothing to do.
All I do is sit here in this quiet room.
With a blank page to write down my mood.
About the feeling of being alone.
But what can I do?
If I have little to no tone.
And always keep my feelings prone.
Just sitting here in what I see as my Twilight Zone
Trapped in the loneliness of my own home.
No one to talk to.
Nowhere to go.
We live in a world of
Those who only care only for themselves than for others.
It’s quite a shame mostly for their mothers and fathers.
Who took the time to raise them to be better.
But what’s the point when what they do, they would continue to do in sunder.
And continue to add a bigger boom to the thunder.
Only causing more pain for those known as their lovers.
Those people are nothing more than
Asking for forgiveness was always a hard thing.
But it was always a key.
A key to open the doors to what people call a “new me.”
At times there will be heat but only actions will determine who you will mostly be.
It only takes one word to change everything.
For now my mom had helped me And God had led me.
I promise I’ll change who I used to be.
So that soon my father will forgive me…
She says she wants to die.
He sits there ready to cry.
No where to go.
No where to hide.
Their lives left behind.
But there is always time.
Time to find those who will be by their side.
Those who care when they cry.
And those who don’t want them to die…
Dreams become reality.
Reality become dreams.
The good days say goodbye.
The smile I had begins to die.
As my tears come alive.
My reality abides.
While my dreams continue to stay by my side.
Skies turn grey as rain begins to fall.
He looks out the window thinking what was the cause.
As each raindrop lays itself on what was his house’s walls.
He just want’s time to pause.
To think about it all.
Without having withdraws.
Thinking about the mistakes that led to his fall.
As the rain continues for his cause.
I’ve been thinking about who I was.
Sitting on this bus.
Listening to a kid having a fuss.
Because my ear buds had bust.
Thoughts of so many stuff.
But one was tough.
The thought about us…
I’ve been thinking about who I was…