Creative Writing Untitled, May 30 '06

Admist the faraway shadow, there lies a chance for morrow
Near the whistling stands opportunity for a better life
A soothing bell, a silent domination

Near that a careful joy, a tender kiss of fate
Some where I wait, for a better tomorrow
Standing alone on a stretched-out bridge
Awaiting a lonely heart to be captured forever

My ephiphany has vanished, tenuious laughters fade away
A devious demise that many never return
Will I accept this blinded light, I may never know
For will my heart's blood flow, this thought I can never grasp

Dear former love of mine, won't you be kind
To leave me to myself, for all is not so well

Dear former love of mine, won't you be charitable
To leave me be, forever obliged?