Slip Away(lyrical poem)

Mario007

Five times here, the sixth’s not the same,
every look’s different, every smile brings pain.
But I’m here today to stay alive,
I’m taking you us my only sign,
when I’m here I feel your guide,
every night I count the stars I lied.
See I’m like a feather,
Feeling so light,
But I depend on the weather ,
To fly so high.
And when I loose my wind,
I dwell upon others to sing,
And I’m slowly falling down,
And I’m slowly falling down.

Never let slip away.

Fight for the name and fight for the fame,
Fight for the game and fight for the pain.
Fight with your pistol and fight with your knife,
I’ll fight with my pencil and rhyme all tonight.

I don’t care if it’s the oxygen that give me wings,
All the time even with nitrogen I have my links.
Yet it thinks the wind can never stop,
So I’m flying to you,
But you won’t let me through,
I still try, I still try, if only I knew.
See I’m like a feather,
Feeling so light,
But I depend on the weather ,
To fly so high.
And when you stop whistling,
Is when I finally stop listening.
Cos I’m slowly falling down,
Yeah I’m slowly falling down.

Never slip away…

Fight for the name and fight for the fame,
Fight for the game, fight for the pain.
Fight with your pistol and fight with your knife,
I’ll fight with my pencil and rhyme all tonight.

I can do nothing but stare,
I see the thoughts running inside my head,
They said, ‘my friend, all now is dead,
Remind yourself about that
every time you cry in bed.’

Never let is slip away,
Can’t let it slip away,
Let it slip away,
Leave me slip away…

Fight for the name and fight for the fame,
Fight for the game, fight for the pain.
Fight with your pistol and fight with your knife,
I’ll fight with my pencil and rhyme all tonight.

shiv

Hey Mario007, some interesting stuff here...parts of it are a bit clunky trying to rhyme, but I especially like these lines:

See I’m like a feather,
Feeling so light,
But I depend on the weather ,

Fight with your pistol and fight with your knife,
I’ll fight with my pencil and rhyme all tonight.

And when you stop whistling,
Is when I finally stop listening.

sMacktardism

I love cock .
The poem's good too

Mario007

sMacktardism wrote: »

I love cock .
The poem's good too

haha i cant believe you managed to find it:D i wrote it like two years ago just cos i was bored from studying english for the junior cert:D almost forgot about it actually:D so thanks