I Welcomed
Faded "the Family" From The Apple Tree. Writing By Truefox
By:
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Written on September 30th, 2011
What happened to everything, the peace that was, the happiness that staid, and the love that did not fade, it’s all gone quicker than a flash what once was is gone, or maybe it was never there.
Living in a delusion something full of lies made from the stories your grandmother would tell.
Knowing only what she said and nothing ells, walking like a blind man into fire.
The sounds coming from the mouths of these people is not human this sound,
I do not like it hurt’s my ears and pierces my heart the knowing of not knowing is so great it crushes me.
The feeling that he may someday be like you is killing me.
But is it so wrong to be all that is coming from what once was, could he change into the man I once saw could he become the man I see in his eyes.
I need all that is not said to be spoken, I want to know the inside from the out I want to tell the
Past from the future I want to feel and know that I can trust you I want to fall if needed and be held if wanted. I want you to know I’m here and you can tell me anything because there is nothing that could take me away from you besides the fear that I might hurt you and you might hurt me.
The fear that I will lose the both of you; I can’t let this stop me.
I won’t let my creators hate stop me.
I won’t let what I have left disappear.
Living in a delusion something full of lies made from the stories your grandmother would tell.
Knowing only what she said and nothing ells, walking like a blind man into fire.
The sounds coming from the mouths of these people is not human this sound,
I do not like it hurt’s my ears and pierces my heart the knowing of not knowing is so great it crushes me.
The feeling that he may someday be like you is killing me.
But is it so wrong to be all that is coming from what once was, could he change into the man I once saw could he become the man I see in his eyes.
I need all that is not said to be spoken, I want to know the inside from the out I want to tell the
Past from the future I want to feel and know that I can trust you I want to fall if needed and be held if wanted. I want you to know I’m here and you can tell me anything because there is nothing that could take me away from you besides the fear that I might hurt you and you might hurt me.
The fear that I will lose the both of you; I can’t let this stop me.
I won’t let my creators hate stop me.
I won’t let what I have left disappear.