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Author: Vanyalli
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Poetry - Published: 05-22-07 - Updated: 05-22-07 - Complete - id:2365255

I can see it in your eyes
Waiting to come alive
Wishing it were simple
Coming into the skies

Now in the hazy distance
I can see you clearly
Hoping for a miracle
But knowing non will come
Wishing something to happen
At the same time, knowing nothing will
Living lie
While telling the truth
Cant explain why
But still having faith
When there's non left to pass around

Living up to expectations
Willing to go through
All the pain
And heartaches that pass me by
Longing to hear the voice
Of someone near to me
Hoping there’s a way
To make them see
That I’m in no mood

Wondering why
But will always know the answer
Wishing they could hear me
Knowing they never will
Receiving the right information
And thinking that it’s wrong
Never will I know
What is the truth
And what is deceiving
They thought to explain
What was what or what was pain
Never thought of asking you
Even though I know the truth

Will someone tell me what’s going on
I’ve lived here way too long
In the darkness and shadows
Of all of them
Needing an explanation why
We live to die

Asking for a reason why we cry
Loving to attention we get
When we shall pour our souls out

Wanting to know why
But already know why
Asking the questions
Marveling the answer’s
Urging myself to do my best
But wanting you to do the rest
Loving but not being loved
Really bites it big time
Wishing and hoping for more to come
Knowing that it’s junk
Waiting for the funk
That will never come

The twitching eye
On the wall
That watched
Through it all
Hoping never to be found
Knowing that it will
Wishing to be seen
By all that is near
Hoping and believing
Wishing and praying
Wondering and marveling
Whys it’s there
Looking at you
Knowing what is fake
And what is true

You cant know everything
The say it’s a sin
But wondering why
God knows all
Cant live a full life
Until life itself is full
Wondering, marveling
Praying, believing
Wanting to know why
We live to die

Wondering what to contemplate
Contemplating what to wonder
Looking at the village
Down yonder
Laughing as they do
Singing as they do
If we are all the same
Then why are we different
Wanting to be loved
Loving to be wanted

Waiting for the answer
Pondering the question
Asking to know why
We live to die

Watching them
With their little games
Tricking children
Into what they know is wrong
Don't know why were here
The only good explanation
That is near
Is that
We live to die

Loving why I am the way I am
Wishing to be herd
Longing to be loved
That's why
We all have the same question:
Why do we live?

I’m asking you now
Not knowing the answer
But wishing I did
Cant stop thinking
Why I wrote what I wrote

Living to die
Living to die
Is like
Dieing to live
Dieing to live

Cant stop wondering why
I want to know the answer
Wishing that I did
Pondering why
We live to die
And die to live

Seeing me crippled
Is not what I wish to be
Withering away
In front of a mirror
Watching time stand still
While the hours fly by
Making no sense
Is sense in the making
That's why I want
To know why
We love to die

Were inspired to be ourselves
But what do ourselves aspire to be
Who knows
No one knows
But when we do know
We will finally know what its like
to die

It shouldn't be bad
It shouldn't be sad
But face it
We all know its not easy
To go through
What we all want to go through
Because if we didn't
It would be a cliche
Wanting everything
That's waiting to happen
Knowing that we shouldn't
Makes it all the more fun
To want what we cant

Wanting to be noticed
In a forbidden city
Helps us appreciate
What we have
And what we don't

Loving, wanting
Its all the same
Knowing, pondering
What can it mean?
They all have great lives
But greed gets in the way
Of what really matters
But there is one thing we must remember
The ship must always sail away
Because in time we will learn
Why we live to die

Wanting to know why we hallucinate
Our love for others
Love is just a thing we want
Nothing more
Nothing less

I have one last question
to ask...
Do we live to die
Or
Die to live?



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