Oath
June 24th, 2005, 07:22 PM
Feelings
Feelings are the things that move me. It’s almost like I’m flying with great wide wings.
But other times feelings are burning inside me. I’m locked in a dungeon and no one can find me.
People are running, and only care for themselves.
Or maybe they just don’t hear the screams and yells.
Children are hiding and scared to come out. Parents are just wondering about. Most parents just don’t seem to care. If I lost my child the pain I could not bare.
Love is a feeling I once had. But now the word love just makes me sad. Sometimes I wonder if love will return. Other times I just want love to continue to burn.
Feelings are the things that move me. It’s almost like I’m flying with great wide wings.
But other times feelings are burning inside me. I’m locked in a dungeon and no one can find me.
People are running, and only care for themselves.
Or maybe they just don’t hear the screams and yells.
Children are hiding and scared to come out. Parents are just wondering about. Most parents just don’t seem to care. If I lost my child the pain I could not bare.
Love is a feeling I once had. But now the word love just makes me sad. Sometimes I wonder if love will return. Other times I just want love to continue to burn.