Youthful Dying
By a lachrymist
Locked down by the shadows of insecurities.Held Down by the thought of you.Youth taken by your ignorance and carelessness.Covered in this blanket of warmth,You asked for something I cannot give away.I surrender my youth, my future life for what you ask.You knew the possibles of your actions,and stole the Innocence and beauty in everything known to me.These memories come calling,haunting my every move.But I look upon you,and feel the hate from your ignoranceof what you've utterly done to me.These memories bring tears to my tired, worn out eyes.Seeing seems so distant, and blurred from what I once knew.So tired now, and wanting to sleep forever. Written October 15th, 2001 © on Oct 14 2001 05:56 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Locked down by the shadows of insecurities.Held Down by the thought of you.Youth taken by your ignorance and carelessness.Covered in this blanket of warmth,You asked for something I cannot give away.I surrender my youth, my future life for what you ask.You knew the possibles of your actions,and stole the Innocence and beauty in everything known to me.These memories come calling,haunting my every move.But I look upon you,and feel the hate from your ignoranceof what you've utterly done to me.These memories bring tears to my tired, worn out eyes.Seeing seems so distant, and blurred from what I once knew.So tired now, and wanting to sleep forever...."