feel like writing some poetry
anyways a friend of mine told me to try and write something happy next time so here it goes. ^_^
Black rain only makes things darker
So please wipe away the paint
To reveal gold plated skies,
Cause what's the use of a hardend heart?
It only makes you feel less joy,
And the pain of the noose is always there
Unless you put your feet on the ground,
Take a breath and walk around.
See silver laces entertwine with trees
And rays of gold dance in ballrooms blue.
Meet the painter of this masterpiece,
His face is brighter than the orange sun,
And I'm sure he will describe to you
The purpose of his self portraits,
Made in his likeness but,
Flawed when in the shadow of their creator.
And then you'll see that this life of yours,
Filled with fear, hate and self doubt,
Has been a waste of precious time.
Then maybe, you will see
With eyes that pierce the solid world,
And you'll put on a robe of snowy white,
And light will bounce off it gleaming bright
Showing to those who care to look,
The one who loves, is loved, and is love...
Black rain only makes things darker
So please wipe away the paint
To reveal gold plated skies,
Cause what's the use of a hardend heart?
It only makes you feel less joy,
And the pain of the noose is always there
Unless you put your feet on the ground,
Take a breath and walk around.
See silver laces entertwine with trees
And rays of gold dance in ballrooms blue.
Meet the painter of this masterpiece,
His face is brighter than the orange sun,
And I'm sure he will describe to you
The purpose of his self portraits,
Made in his likeness but,
Flawed when in the shadow of their creator.
And then you'll see that this life of yours,
Filled with fear, hate and self doubt,
Has been a waste of precious time.
Then maybe, you will see
With eyes that pierce the solid world,
And you'll put on a robe of snowy white,
And light will bounce off it gleaming bright
Showing to those who care to look,
The one who loves, is loved, and is love...