The Train of Life
Written by : Blayne
Whispers, Shivers, Kisses. Love.
Wind, Rain from above
Sex, love, drugs and hurt
Dirt, Junk, Bunk, it's worth
Loving, kissing, screaming loud
Angels, Devils and even clouds
it's all a tale of a young boys dreams
as he wakes up and screams
from wall to wall
he falls and crawls and does it all
He loves the one so far away and loves the one so close, that stays.
Just say...You loved him then and you still do but somethings keeping you..
A key, A lock, A wooden box.
A scream, A whine, A tiny fox
He prances and dances around the woods
happy and safe from the hoods
of the hunters
playing their game out in the rain.
Its wet and cold but no one would hold
them accountable for what they do
The bullets ring and fall to the ground
just like the little rabbit they found.
How can one be so cruel....
and this explains the thing that is school.....
Where we're supposed to learn but everything just turns into the worst
it's like a game for the fame
or more known as the popular game
No one's allowed into their clicks; that is unless you are a dick.
They laugh, they whine and they sit
at the designated tables, waiting for love
what they don't know is theres people above them
waiting for their prey to pounce into the tiny little house
of their game just for the fame
however, their at the bottom of the food chain
it's called College....
Yet another step in life, the one that feels just like a knife
you move out, they move in
and it just begins again
the dreams
the scene
the tiny box that once you held so dear
the box that holds all your fears and your treasures dear
then the next step is love
it hurts the most
A beach, the ocean, A sinking boat
it's nothing the like the movies
trust me; It's not
because just like that little fox
your alone, with no one to guide you
not a light
not a sound
just the whispers of the crowd
as you and your boy hold hands
next comes the wedding day yet you stray from the prey to the hunter
just waiting for the perfect game
You wait
You watch in the rain
He lies, you die
just a little bit more
until your laying on the floor
with your back against the door
you let it take you away
out onto the sea
where it's just you and me as the palm tree sways
the wind is brisk at the dawn of the day
His kisses cold, his body warm
His love so old, his heart so torn
You watch, he cries
You love, he dies
You need, he wants
You hate, He loves
She wants, you need
She needs, you want
She loves, you hate
She leaves, you date
You know she's lying but you don't care
because you have to complete the dare
You love him, He loves you back
so why is there a stubborn little crack in your heart
Where his used to be
He means nothing to me....
you say as you look her in the eyes
but you know deep down your lying
He's means everything to you
but you can't admit it because shes got you trapped
in a wooden coffin
it's called death....
the last step in life....
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From My Collection...
PoetryWhen Everything's so wrong You make it so right The sun shines brightly in the sky as we say our last goodbyes Listening to the moon Dancing with the sun Today or tomorrow Either way; we're done. Our Last Goodbyes
