Submissions by ThorneTheRed

the waning moon
occausts my eyes
a mother mourns
a child cries
i cant keep either safe

i am a man
i am a son
i am a father
but wich one
will i follow when i wake

everything
it seems so real
thru these evasive
thoughts conseal
the reason im alive

a second thought
a second glance
i will not get
a second chance
if i am soon to die

chorous

i still cant believe your gone
my guitar still sings ur song
and even tho its time to move on
ill never forget
the first time...
...

i tried to hold it in but it slipped
tried to play it loud but it skipped
tried to stomach it but threw up
tried to defuse it but it blew up

i tried to fix it but it broke
tried to laugh but it wasnt a joke
tried to believe but it broke my mind
tried to polish it, but it refused to shine

i tried to cry but it was hard as stone
tried to understand but it wouldnt be known
tried to hold it but it wouldnt stay
tried to change it but it wouldnt sway

i tried to numb it but it loved the pain
tried to dry it but it loved the rain...

Oh mother, there are bright lights
in the night sky
but I thought this only happened
at the forth of July?”

oh child, my love,
they light up for you
for freedom is costly,
and its payment is due

“oh mother, what’s this?
It is such a beautiful red
and it runs like a river
from that sleeping mans head”

oh child, my love,
it runs just for you
find in it peace
for your life so brand new

“Oh mother, come look!
The children are dying
And I cant find a reason
as to why there not crying”

Oh...