There is a space between us now,That wasn't there before,The love that we once had,Shattered like glass upon the floor,Do you miss the sound of silence?Do you miss standing in the rain?Do you miss the... View MoreThere is a space between us now,That wasn't there before,The love that we once had,Shattered like glass upon the floor,Do you miss the sound of silence?Do you miss standing in the rain?Do you miss the way your soul feels,When I'm whispering your name?Do you ever think of me,When the road gets rough and long,Or driving down the highwayAnd our favorite song comes on,Do you spend nights staring at the phone,Hoping my heart might sense your home,When you wrecked my soul with words you spoke,With the bottle you decided cannot be broke,Do the consequences cross your mind,As you down shot after shot,Maybe some day you will realize,Those shots went through my heart,I used to just forgive you,As easily as you drink,And now I find my mind,Has been pushed past the fucking brink,There is no ending now,To the pain your words unleashed,And tears flow freely down,And puddle at your feet,You dance freely in the puddles,Not knowing whence they came,I guess it's easier for you to dance, In someone else's pain...
"Unmasked"I see so much hate, yes I can relate,To powerlessness you feel when someone else chooses your fate,I hear my life can't matter til yours does,What you seem to forget is there is no life with... View More"Unmasked"I see so much hate, yes I can relate,To powerlessness you feel when someone else chooses your fate,I hear my life can't matter til yours does,What you seem to forget is there is no life without love,Kids try to play and they're shot in the street,Then I hear echoes shouting "fuck the police"Who's gonna come save you when you're lying half dead,Someone beat you tonight to get your dollar store bread,You stood side by side, no color divide,then they came along and said "you're racist inside"Come sit at my table, have a seat and let's deal,With this hate you are so damn sure is real,Blind men see better, with no color or shade,Stop screaming I know nothing of the price you have paid,My family burned into ash in the air,The pain that you feel is a pain that I share,We cannot move forward by tearing down the past, If you really want change, then take off your mask.-Annie Underhill, Author
Jason Janiszewski
Male.
Lives in
Indiana, United States.
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