suicide

u ever wonder
y sum1 would take their own life
can a world be that hopeless?
or r we just so blinded by the misery
the way every1 else laughs so candidly
the heartache
the ecstacy
of grief
too brightly dark to c
did sum1 die?
r u hurting?
so many things
that can go wrong
maybe life didnt turn out how u planned
ppl leave u behind
suicide
the only answer?
or r u too much of a coward to face ur world head on?
to deny the hopelessness
to c hopes brightness
shining through the bitter pplz faces
into ur saviour
YOU!

im the music

do i move it?
does it move me?
the beat has a life of its own
writhing like dying snakes
morbid i know
but it would be nice to go
to a place where i could be the rhythm
my heart the drums
my soul the guitar
my mind the song
living music
with a life of my own

War Angel

War Angel

His home it burns to the ground
He doesn’t make a sound
His silent tears they fall
While others have it all

His lips they move to speak
As he has found his peak
Atop a mountain high
As his screams rip the sky

His dreams they r now gone
Shattered by an enemy gun
They r no longer they shall never be
Now his only dream is for his land to be free

He cries tears of blood, hate, pain
He has nothing to lose
Nothing to gain
He lets his emotions reign

He watches everything around him collapse
As he tries in vain to fill in the gaps

Today he stands up tall
He has no1 to leave behind him
He has nothing at all
His only possession is himself
He gives it back to his lord above
That and nothing else

And as he stands in a crowded market street
Not even aware of his fast moving feet
He ends it all
All the signs of life around
And as his bloody parts they hit the ground
It is obvious and all do see
That he is now a war angel
FLYING FREE

By Sara Shaker