Smighter89
Well-Known Member
Just eh, a little something I wrote when I was thinking of everybody. It's weird, but I dunno. I'll just post it.
(The first few lines are choppy but I think I got the rhythm later. I'll touch it up, for my own sake.)
Sometimes I look,
Into an old grimy window,
Beyond the truth that is time,
And see the past.
Where we danced and played,
And we sang all day.
But we sing no more.
For we've all moved on
And now we sing our own songs
With others we gladly embrace
No longer does that past trouble us,
The nightmares that started fuss.
The mistakes we all had to make.
We never said goodbye,
Only whispering "Hi,"
Never looking into the other's face.
Sometimes we return
To sing our own words
But we never stay very long
For we've all moved along,
And forged brand new bonds
With ignorance and subtle haste
The old ties we had,
With which I am sad,
To say that they've all gone to waste.
But this is the cycle,
These repetitious nights,
That always bring nothing to light.
But with this, I say.
We all go away, and for once,
I hope we will always look back.
(The first few lines are choppy but I think I got the rhythm later. I'll touch it up, for my own sake.)
Sometimes I look,
Into an old grimy window,
Beyond the truth that is time,
And see the past.
Where we danced and played,
And we sang all day.
But we sing no more.
For we've all moved on
And now we sing our own songs
With others we gladly embrace
No longer does that past trouble us,
The nightmares that started fuss.
The mistakes we all had to make.
We never said goodbye,
Only whispering "Hi,"
Never looking into the other's face.
Sometimes we return
To sing our own words
But we never stay very long
For we've all moved along,
And forged brand new bonds
With ignorance and subtle haste
The old ties we had,
With which I am sad,
To say that they've all gone to waste.
But this is the cycle,
These repetitious nights,
That always bring nothing to light.
But with this, I say.
We all go away, and for once,
I hope we will always look back.