ENTANGLEMENT OF LIFE
a girl cries in the room next door,
sad, alone, swimming in the floor.

the cause of her tears i do not know,
the misting of her eyes will dry into snow.

who is that girl in the room next to mine?
weeping for a life so deeply sublime,

i do not know what saddens her so,
and if i did would it help to know?

in the dark alone with painful sorrow
no hope is left but for a fateful tomorrow.

they could be tears of love or joy,
but the sounds of mourning fill the voi'

this girl who lives in the room next to mine,
has been a part of me entwined.

she hates me ,deplores me, curses me to dust
yet i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm sorry for trust.

the girl in the dark, weeping for light,
crying for sadness of unknown respite.

she weeps for one, she weeps for all
i wish i could help her, but she is set to fall.

she thinks no one hears her, crying in there,
a cold dark place, too much a lair

i hear her, i hear her, weeping in the gloom,
do not fear, sweet girl, all is not doom.


  posted by Unknown @ 9:04 ip.