The Fleeting Sorrow #1

The fleeting sorrow of the endless years
After sheding a thousand tears
The answerless questions to be asked
All the truths to be unmasked
The sorrow comes so often now
Can almost pinpoint when and how
It happens so fast so quick so sleek
The kind that leaves you helpless and weak
It comes as a fleeting pain of gloom
And changes to an omen of doom
But do not fret the answer is as clear as the moon
You will fell better...it wil be over soon

Written By:
Ian Iacobelli

The Silent Suffering of Solitude #2

He walks alone down the halls
Invisible to those who pass him by
He cries out loud in the darkness of his mind
But it's so silent that no one can hear

The suffering inside the loneliness eating away at his mind
All the feelings he will never tell but shows them plainly
But nobody notices his pain and sorrow
They simply pass him by as if he wasn't even there

He keeps walking noticing every face he passes
As blank and distracted not even looking toward him
He tries to be noticed he tries to fit in
But still just as invisible and unknown

He passes the girl he likes best of all smiling as he sees her
She looks at him then turns away whispering to her friends
He drops his view to the floor
As he drops and sinks deeper into the dark

He stands in the hall alone and sad thinking to himself
He would go to class but knows nobody cares
Standing alone suffering in solitude thinking
"What's the point in living if you don�t exist?"

He thought and thought until he came up with something
The bell rang and he went to his bus and got off at his stop
Walked into his house past his parents that didn't even notice him
Up to the bathroom took the razor in hand and closed the door

The next day the news was out and the whole school was devastated
And the question that everyone asked and were clueless about was
"Why did he do it?"

Written By:
Ian Iacobelli

Goodbyes #3

After a long day of good times and fun
The hardest thing is to except that it's done
To be with a person with whom you laugh and cry
The hardest thing is to say goodbye
To have a great time with your best friend
The hardest thing is to know it will end
So hold on to those memories and never let go
Cus soon after goodbye comes another hello

Written By:
Ian Iacobelli