I wont be back, I wont give in, I've done my time for my sin. I'm tired, and its getting late, I'm too old now for hope in fate.
Yea, very good, I must have done something right, You stuck around for more than one night. Oops, oh well, so much for that, you left this morning, While I was feeding the cat and taking out the trash.
You dropped out the bedroom window, like a thief. You took nothing but what you wanted, whatever that was. And now, I'm leftover, like last night's lasagna, Soon to be tossed in the cosmic garbage disposal.
I won't be back, I'll never know, Alone I am, Alone I'll go, Into the final good night, No final kiss to set it right. I'll never know, what is love, I know my own mind, But not my own heart.
I think I'll just tear it out of me, Without love, I'll never know hate, Without freedom, I'll never know fate. Without friends, I'll never know betrayal, Without my eyes, I can't see myself fail.
Good work, but "I'm too old now for hope in fate." Really? Good God, man, your a mere youngster. The Universe will send you who you need, when you need them, which will be when you're ready. You're too young to be jaded!
Relax. Trust in the Divine Plan. Give in to the Universal Wisdom. Then, and only then, will you truly be free and ready for the level of Love commonly referred to as "IT."
Have faith; trust in yourself. Then (and only then) will all else will fall into place! (The voice of experience speaking here.) From your posts and poetry--and you seem so insightful on many levels--that I truly believe you're self-reflective enough to see the validity of my comment. Have faith, man, and if you'll forgive me for a Biblical quote, "Be still, and KNOW!!"
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I've done my time for my sin.
I'm tired, and its getting late,
I'm too old now for hope in fate.
Yea, very good, I must have done something right,
You stuck around for more than one night.
Oops, oh well, so much for that, you left this morning,
While I was feeding the cat and taking out the trash.
You dropped out the bedroom window, like a thief.
You took nothing but what you wanted, whatever that was.
And now, I'm leftover, like last night's lasagna,
Soon to be tossed in the cosmic garbage disposal.
I won't be back, I'll never know,
Alone I am, Alone I'll go,
Into the final good night,
No final kiss to set it right.
I'll never know, what is love,
I know my own mind,
But not my own heart.
I think I'll just tear it out of me,
Without love, I'll never know hate,
Without freedom, I'll never know fate.
Without friends, I'll never know betrayal,
Without my eyes, I can't see myself fail.