by ♥ Kari Hirshey ♥
Friday, October 25, 2002
Print Save Become a Fan
Twirling, whirling, spinning away,
Crushing, rushing, away to decay.
Sadness rains, spreading far and wide,
For in you I decided to confide.
Confide my deepest fears and worries,
Which brought upon me ancient furies.
For you were not to be so trusted as I had once thought,
'Cause I am trusting, your friendship I sought...
Damn this world, and all who lie,
I always fall, and then come those tears; I cry...
But I am stronger than most who walk this world,
Though my emotions are mixed, and twirled...
I was once once told, that to walk down your own path,
And if you created it on your own, no one to help you,
You can do the math,
And end up strong and true .
These exurtions will end in favor of me,
And from these chains, one day I will be free.
Decaying in its on filth and slime,
The memories start to collect grime.
Left there for ever more,
No longer will my heart be sore.