the walk of a cripple
the crash, metal against metal, every night the same nightmare
terrifying fears, tears going their own way, slightly unfair..
as the tape plays again and my mind takes his own walk
makes me confused, sad ..walking against concrete walls, feeling like a gawk
only a spirit alive, trying to survive, walking on clouds only in my mind
trying to create a bridge, every day comprehending the same grind
insignificant souls lost, being a deaf ear towards other people preaching
the contents of contemination on a level to far from reaching..
and a question as a tape in repeat haunting me every single day
why why why !!! must i deal with this pain, i can never display
feeling alone in my, 'walking the mile' towards my ending
my demons blending in together thoroughly, in a act of pending
but sometimes doctors give you hope,but i know im just a soul w/ a dead body
my dreams smashed, tryed to become somebody.. turned in a no-body
lets run some more tests, maybe with some volts?? ..
to wake up the muscles, they say are sleeping.. atleast that what they are saying
but i know its all a big lie..
only LIES LIES LIES and swaying..
.. ''dont worry son, we`ll try to cure you.. we knows its unfair
but their not the ones with a bleeding heart trapped in a fucking wheelchair!
fuck you for telling me, ''maybe someday youll be able to walk''
fuck your bullshit, just find a damn cure instead of giving me all talk
but its a thought of trains running thru..
.. cause instead of handling it cry is all i do
no more reasons for me to breathe any more
not a dream for me too chase.. my life is stranded on shore..
fuck life, fuck everything.. i cant handle it any more.
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than the door of my hospitalroom opened..
my precious girfriend walks in the room with a smile..
i didnt see her in a while..
slowly kissing my on the cheek, closed my eyes melted away and feld weak
but inside some strenth came back too the world of the living
.. some blood start flowing again thru vains due that kiss ive just been givin..
than i noticed my mother walking in with something wrapped in a towel
and my little angel, told me with a tear of joy, '' i gave birth too our son last night''
resulted in an abrupt deletion of my scowl..
seeing his little precious face, i hugged them both sealed it with a kiss..
a need too breathe found me again, cause a son is really a part of you that exists
my sorrow left&what came back to me was joy! god knows it came too me back in triple
strength returned, and i whispered to my son & wife.. one day you will witness the walk of a cripple..
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Originally Posted by Boogey Man
