tristen

well. I wrote a song at work yesterday. lemme get some feedback on what you think.

As he lay in the deathly calm of night
Struggling to find sleep that won't suffice,
While the voices in his head begin to fight
He struggles not to wake her at his side.

He never stood a chance
Fought as long as he could
Hoped that he would make it
And he believed he would

She sleeps as he slip silent from his room.
He knows that the dawn will be breaking soon.
He steps into the night under the moon,
And hopes that he can find the answer soon.

His mind was too far gone
Thoughts swirled about his head,
He'd never live a normal life,
That's what the doctors said.

Strong winds pushed him on, as he walked alone.
He wandered to a cliff and felt alive!
The town lay below, silent in the night,
Perched upon the edge His arms raised in flight!

His need to chase a dream
Unto the edge of life
They never understood
That kind of sacrifice.

If he could give us one piece of advice
It would be to never let our dreams die
Never let them go, never give them up!
Chase them all forever, Spread our wings and fly!


*walks to edge of journal entry*