Thursday, 6 January 2011

The End..

no more my one time friend

i cease my will

i make an end

enough of your tongue sweetness have i tasted

enough of your evasiveness have i digested

enough of being run through with your sword of selfishness



tall tales

enough i say

no more i take

enough will i gave

yet more you want

no plan on paying back the kind

in the end a doormat i become

nothing welcome to it


words to rid me of your tarnish

never did i need your saviour

hand in hand i was safe in trust

safe in the wings of friendships innocence

safe in the truth of friendships love

safe in the belief that i had a friend

the lessons were many

the lessons were great

now i close my eyes

and i look away

to see is to care

to dare invite pain

i've found a new direction

freedom is my new friend

ever faithful to the end..

"This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land...

"...This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end"
- Jim Morrison

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