The Hiatus Continues.

2009-06-09

I wonder why, I haven't been able to think of anything to write lately!
If you have ANY ideas AT ALL about what I should be writing about, drop down a message on the chat box!

And I have ABSOLUTELY nothing to blog about! I always said that my blog will never be about what I did in my day or like other snoozer blogs about hows their life.
But sadly, there is nothing that's coming to mind lately.
Not even a piece that I've read is worth remixing.


Sorry, I have failed you as a blogger.

Here, for what it's worth, here are some scribbles that I manage to write.
It is from a friend of mine who enjoys writing 'love songs' and lovy dovy poem.
To be honest, I think he is lyrically weak, maybe some girls will like it.
So here it is - Steve's Farewell.


Steve.

There's no more tears to cry,
I feel nothing,
But a hollow chest inside.
Just trying to decide,
How I keep holding on,
How I can't banish this feeling,
Make it gone,
Honestly what have I done wrong,
why am I writing
this soulless song.

I’m too far gone,
my friends tell…
So here I am
my last farewell…
here I am
an empty shell
here in Bethany,
my heart fell.
Ill take this chance to allow,
I’ll take my leave
my final bow.

Savior.

Hey steve,
These are words of hurt
Wipe off tears, dust off the dirt
I'll be chasing another skirt
Broken hearted walkin in a lone desert
Hole in my chest, love on my shirt

She said she's heaven sent
Truth prevail, words she never meant
Tears be coming, I need an umbrella tent
Did you really dig it till this extent
Burry my memories with a sealed cement
I'm tired, but the scars don't break the torment

Now say with me bro
Let it go
Let it go
Partnered by my lone shadow
Shes shallow turned hollow
So I say
Now you know
Now you know

Heading for a heartbroken surgery
Sewing me back up, it's an emergency
Revive up a brand new me
Don't want to recognize her when shes on tv
Ain't passing by our spot the lemon tree
Craved love forever, but there was never a we
This is my last farewell
Savior's finale.



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