kay, this is a poem i made about 5 months ago, and i feel this way right now, so i felt i could post it in my journal. just because i can. stare and yes, i really felt like this when i wrote this. it's (C) of Akumu Keayo, so don't steal it. i got the idea when, while listening to some song on teh radio that i had never heard of but sounded some how familiar, they said (sung) "no tomorrow" and this idea of this song popped into my head. i had orginally wrote it to be a song, and i like the tune i made for it, but it can be a poem, too. (you can tell since it has a chorus). so yeah. eat your morbid, goth hearts out.
No Tomorrow
{slow and sad}
What if there was no tomorrow?
What would I do then?
What if there was no tomorrow?
No hope.
{faster}
I feel like i'm walkin' in a dream.
Everything's so fuzzy.
Hazey is all i see.
Colors are mixing, colors are mixing.
__CHORUS__
{angry}
No one does a damn thing
This world is fueled by darkness.
Then everyone wonders why it's goin' to Hell.
They know damn well.
My soul is so numb.
This show is a Narcotic
I've been hunted out, gutted and skinned.
I'm a shallow soul
A hallow shell
A shallow shell.
{slow and sad}
They walk out of school like zombies
Chanting somethin' mad:
"Help me, help me"
they shoulda thought of that
No on knows what they're doing.
We're all small children playin' with matches.
Cloning and messing life
Gonna set 1/4 o' the world fire.
__CHORUS__
{gradually slower}
What if there was no tomorrow?
How would i feel about that?
What if there was no tomorrow?
It's better than this crap.
(C) copyright Akumu Keayo 2005
all rights reserved
... stare
 akumu_keayo · Thu Feb 02, 2006 @ 09:09pm · 2 Comments |
