| Hands. This is all I can offer you all I can give. It does not seem like much, it�s old and turning gray But beleave me it is a good thing. It isn�t as strong or as smooth as it once was, the years are unkind. It was once hard, smooth now soft and a little wrinkled. It is all I can offer�all I can give. But if you take it, it will provide for you, It may not give you what you want but always what you need It can keep you warm, keep you fed, your purse lined with coin. It is all I can give, All I can offer. My hair was black as coal, now streaked with the silver of time My once proud shoulders not so strong but I manage. I can still carry the burden, it is worth the pain. So take my hand, I will keep you warm. Besides the love I have given, my hand is All I can offer you, all�is what I give. |
| words A single word could wound so easly. For they are sharp dangerous things. Do you believe that your wounds Can only be healed by her touch. Love is a scary thing for thoes in it Fear the sun for all i've seen. Hide in the dark scared of what she might say. A life never lived, dreams never spoken Words grow cold when kept in. I love you is such a hard phrase to say. |
| greatest fear want to hurt you. i want to take you down. but it would change nothing. you would rise again, maybe stronger. and i long to end this. you think this fun? you want to point blame. go ahaid but nothing will cahange. it's my worst fear, my bigest emotion. hate, rage, anger the lack of control . theese are my foe's they bang on my walls threaten to destroy. and yo stand there smiling. adding fuel to a allready overwelming fire. did you think i'de turn back? throw away the scraps of my humanity? more beast than human. devel then saint. do you realise? To part of me you are nothing. a soul to calim, trophy for the hellian i hold at bay. he calls your name, sharpins his claws. but i fight, lord i fight. in the hopes of a better day but it dosen't come. i fight for you as you cut me to the bone. i could be your savior if given half the chance. but you woond me, kich me, stone me. and i'll still fight. i am ronin....i am one... it's my cross. i will hold it. |
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