Don’t let go, don’t let go. What was once yours, slipping ever so slowly.
Lost focus. Carelessness. Pride.
Tighten your grip, C’mon, before it’s too late. Don’t let go.
Stop standing idle, take control, tighten your grip.
For God’s sake, DO NOT LET GO.
That’s what happens. Juggling the unnecessary and humoring the needless.
Softening your grip.
Now too late, losing all control.
A once bolstering man, reduced to nothing.
Sweaty hands.. Just Don’t let go. Don’t let her go.
How did this happen..
In my head, the sun only Rises, but never seems to Set.
As if the end of each day is just a Blurr
with no definitive finish.
I cant distinguish whats a dream and whats Reality.
They say that’s the true meaning of Insanity.
It wasn’t always like this,
maybe I died or am dieing
then again aren’t we all dieing? One day at a time.
We’re just waiting for the right moment to give it a label.
Mind running crazy
look for some easy relief
body is now numb
Sorrow in your eyes
Towers in demise,
What an unpleasant surprise,
listening to childrens cries.
Doom & gloom
Sitting in my room
Looking at the moon, Till the break of noon
Gathered thoughts about to boom
Hope these unfamiliar feelings end soon
Like a newborn opening its eyes for the very first time
It comes upon me that I have been living blind
Walking, talking, breathing, but not opening my eyes
To the beauty I’ve been missing should be a crime
Like many before me, I try to rewind
All the hours I’ve wasted, all the wonders I missed
Obviously I should have taken more risks
But reality comes harsh in the mornings; I can never go back in time.
The memories in our hearts
Pearce us like darts
The dreams we once shared
Have parted and fared
Legends live to leave a mark
But like shadows, they only dwell in the dark
We all have to pay
Our tolls someday
Death has never missed…
It’s now time to reminisce
Is there something that you yearn?
Like a lesson easily learned
Under the context in which it was earned
What do you get in return?
coursing through its Veins
blocking out any further pain
the growl that makes grown men come to tears
realizing the true face of fear
running would be pointless
screaming proved helpless
face down in the mud
comes the true meaning of tigers blood.