Born from the wombs of enemies sworn
Two star-crossed lovers were faithfully born
In sweet Verona where unjustified bodies lay
Where endless debates were heard each day
Oh when these two younge people met by chance
A vow of endless love they enhanced
By the promis of each other's hand
The friar thought this would reconcile the land
But by revenge, good Romeo slew
And the Prince ordered exile to this Montague
So Friar Laurence gave Juliet a drink
That made her look dead, or that's what people think
And when she did arise from her sleep
She couldn't help but mournfully weep
She took a dagger and sent herself back above
Where she now stays with her one and true love
What contradicting fate brings in this book
Describing lovers' passion in heavy looks
Oh when they met the angels sang
And when they died the funeral bells rang
Oh how the opposition of these two groups mend
But dire with the deprivation of true love's end
Through triumphs of blossoming roses
to the rivers that drown me with haze
through chains of confusion that lock me up
and my face with a bittersweet gaze
When my head beings to numb
and my world begins to shake
fighting all this anger inside
is just too much to take
I breathe into my lungs effluence
and I drink into my body intoxication gall
this pain brings all the anger out
I stumble and I fall
I close my eyes and hide myself
from the exasperation of this corrupt world
Anger, pain, frustration shatters
the fragility of my heart,
knowledge in my head,
with my dark eyes reflecting confusion
Serenity flows through my body
with a feeling of rejuvenation
I spread my wings out to this world
indulging in the perplexity of problems
to the blissful experiences that life brings
Through endless tears and numerous encouters with truth
I agonize, I learn, I renew as a stronger individual
drowning in a sea of self-destruction to self-fulfillment
Let me just stop time, breathe one breath
close my eyes for just a moment
and feel the blisfullness of life lift my dull spirit
let my inner capacity gain
Blanket of massive darkness
across the aurora
scattered with broken crystals
tinted so outstanding.
Darkness reflecting upon the Earth
like a bold shadow that ripples ever so often
with clustered gray dusts.
Captured by its spell
manipulating us to linger in our desires as we sleep
Lost is what I'm feeling
lost is what I find
the only thing I see is
the memories left behind
No clear vision in my mind
of what my future may be
thinking along as the days pass along
I'm failing helplessly