This is a poem I wrote originally for my sister's story. But
with the current situation with Team Extreme, I thought it fit well.
These are their thoughts as Matt, Jeff, and Lita drift apart from each other.
Only One
Many, I have seen, have come and gone
The ones I need, the ones I loved
No one else I knew could be above
This deep pain is good and long
Shadows slip by that I have known
Dancing, faces I have seen
Terrible, glittering with no sheen
Slipping slowly by, faces with no tone
The gears of times turn slowly around
Yet this wound will not retire.
This gashing rip will not change attire
This slow time goes never up, but always down
Everyday passes as I do not see their faces
I grow tired of seeing the day
Of seeing the sun's bright ray
Yet only the mention of their names. . .my heart races
I wait for the new day in fear
The days are long and weary
The sun distaught and leery
They are no longer here
My heart is open, twisted and wrung
This pain is so hard and deep
The rocky road back up so steep
Nothing can render these wounds numb
This is my lonliness, my despair
This is my agony, my pain
This is a losing game
I could die. . .I wouldn't care
I need to be hung
This pain needs to end
This hurting I cannot tend
This fire needs to stop being sung
Away, away I need to run
Then. . .I was not alone
They were here, it was home
And now there is only one
Like it? Please don't take it, it's one of my best. If you want to use it, go ahead, but please tell me first in reviews. I think it fits the current situation. Please review. Thanx.
These are their thoughts as Matt, Jeff, and Lita drift apart from each other.
Only One
Many, I have seen, have come and gone
The ones I need, the ones I loved
No one else I knew could be above
This deep pain is good and long
Shadows slip by that I have known
Dancing, faces I have seen
Terrible, glittering with no sheen
Slipping slowly by, faces with no tone
The gears of times turn slowly around
Yet this wound will not retire.
This gashing rip will not change attire
This slow time goes never up, but always down
Everyday passes as I do not see their faces
I grow tired of seeing the day
Of seeing the sun's bright ray
Yet only the mention of their names. . .my heart races
I wait for the new day in fear
The days are long and weary
The sun distaught and leery
They are no longer here
My heart is open, twisted and wrung
This pain is so hard and deep
The rocky road back up so steep
Nothing can render these wounds numb
This is my lonliness, my despair
This is my agony, my pain
This is a losing game
I could die. . .I wouldn't care
I need to be hung
This pain needs to end
This hurting I cannot tend
This fire needs to stop being sung
Away, away I need to run
Then. . .I was not alone
They were here, it was home
And now there is only one
Like it? Please don't take it, it's one of my best. If you want to use it, go ahead, but please tell me first in reviews. I think it fits the current situation. Please review. Thanx.
