empty drops of purple rain

October 27, 2008
By meryl Chew, Tenakee Springs, AK

floating down this empty street~
clouds drift beneath my feet~
smoke clouds my heavy brain~
and the clouded sky will weep~
sun turns to moon, night makes day~
the world spins, we all will pay~
this never ending circle ends~
lonliness starts, the earth stops to say~
that the ever changingness is all the same~
that ever part of life is filled with pain~
love is always what hurts the most~
with all you normal people, i can tell im insane~
as lost sheep wonder, i wonder why~
i can't do what the birds can; fly~
you always told me my dreams would come true~
i always knew it was a lie~
crazy drops of purple rain~
shatter on this empty plain~
i am lost, wrong, and gone~
create the switch that will turn off my brain~
loose me in a field of the past~
while i think of things that maybe will last~
nothing re-happens, we just can't go back~
but everything good went by so fast~
the sky turns black, the sea goes too~
i still wish i was a bird that flew~
the earth with spin, even when your gone~
even that is nothing new~
out of the mist, you reach for me~
taking this boat, sailing out to sea~
i've been rescued, as i still drown~
happy is not who i'm meant to be~

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on Jul. 3 2009 at 10:53 am
i feel just like that. all the time.


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