anguish ness of the past

By gab david
September 27, 2005 /11. 28 pm


As the night passes by
The stars started to show
From the shadow ness of aches
Beneath the hurtful anguished moment
That keeps on crawling from the night

But that sudden pains
Are just merely layers of thin ness?
That can be easily be sweep away
By simple touch

Crashing hands are all over
From time to time
This cannot be ignore
Or even be mistaken
For this will tell the tale of the past

From far beyond
Those inconsistencies
That lurked from beneath
Will never ever climb
The lofty place of compassionate

For tomorrow will be another tale
And a beginning of an end
From that it memoirs
Will be forgotten
And yet, forever will be in the heart of a lifeless man