Wednesday, July 19, 2006

White Things

I want you all to think HARD when you read this, its all weird and stuff! Hee hee. It actually has meaning, but I might be the only one who gets it. Tell me what you think it means!

Best of all the days
In here
‘Tis the day when whiter things
Come near
For I believe
They fear

But they best days
When white
White, sweeter things come near
Widen height
To help us see
Forgotten sights

Though they must know
To let us be
Everyone must know that
For you see
We are never good
Even me

But they come on the best days
Somehow still
To show us that we have them
Upon the sill
We say we love them
Then we kill

They never should have come
They know why
They know the reasons we are here
Must hear us cry
We stifle love
Let them die

Hell is Bright

The devil came up
And asked me
Where I had been
And I told him
“Well, baby
I have sinned.”
And he listened to me
Like one might listen to
The wind
And then he held me in his arms
And we went far away
He said to come down to hell
And he’d take care of me
He said that hell was everything
That I would have to see
So we went to the place
Where everything is bright
The hell where all of your dreams
Are in sight
He said if I tried
Maybe I might…
But I couldn’t reach
Any of my dreams
Because he wouldn’t let go
No he wouldn’t let go of me
And I tried to let go
But I couldn’t let go of me