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Foadie

War Child
Joined
Sep 2, 2001
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Location
New York City.
The sky was bright
creating false day in a timeless night
The tight-knit circle
sits in a shattered gloomy haze
the moon cycles through another phase.
I don't notice a thing
except the sick looks on their faces
flashing white, reflected in violin cases
Burn up slowly when I see the tears
She knows I might not mean what I say
my words taken in another way...
The pearl drops on her gentle face
glance off me as I reach my mirrored eyes
to brush them away.
Blue eyes that are melting brown
startle me
enough not to realize until an hour later.
My sympathy makes me hate her
Eyes shut in a block of green marble
I can't take a thing
back now
She doesn't deserve it
My heart withers away
Unnoticed, unreconized
In the form of fake pity
I grasp...she breaks
And it's all my fault.



I never mean to hurt
But the words pour
hot tar
thick, the essence of life
in the darkest, worst way.
I can't believe when the cracks appear
across the bottom
a root is burying it's way
into me
and the plant of discontent
rises into the haze
of dusty oxygen.
A sickness is running through me
it can't be healed
it won't stop, it won't.
 
Wow that is really good. I have only heard something to match it from my friend. The words make you feel an energy.
 
I read poetry like that, and it makes me wonder why I even bother writing because my works pale in comparison. Beautiful and painful...the best kind.
 
creating false day in a timeless night

The pearl drops on her gentle face
glance off me as I reach my mirrored eyes
to brush them away.

My heart withers away
Unnoticed, unreconized

I can't believe when the cracks appear
across the bottom
a root is burying it's way
into me
and the plant of discontent
rises into the haze
of dusty oxygen
 
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