First Poem
Date: Jun 29th, 2006 10:15:17 am - Subscribe
Mood: comfortable
First of the Last
What do you say when everything is gone?
When everything you think or even feel is wrong?
How do you explain your loss of trust,
When the sword of your mind is covered in rust?
If there's nothing to lose, there's nothing to need,
And the look in your eyes is impossible to read.
If there's nothing to take, why should you give?
What is the point of life but to live?
If you must hurt, do it with art,
Because you might as well beautifully break your own heart.
Is it life when you're living a lie?
Why is pain greater when you cannot cry?
If you must fall, do it with grace;
Let the tears shine brightly on your face.
What good is pride when thre's nothing to be proud of?
What good is sympathy when push comes to shove?
Make an honest wish when you see the next star;
Your next true love might be just as far.
Why is ice cold when it burns like fie?
How is a heart strong when it twists like wire?
Don't let go of what you hold dear,
Not just good things, but pain and fear.
What are you without your past?
What are we but the first of the last?
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