destiny

for i cannot forshadow the future the minds of us all are all different and difficult for whome ever reads this is to no im not writing this because of what i here or for what i see. it is simly becuase of what i can tell and what you want of dont want to hear from me i dont care for what shes done to me they say ill get over it but i wont im very hurt and damaged i now know there will never be a happy ending to all of this goodbye friends peace love and empathy

by: weston mesteth

no matter how mad i get ill never show it in front of you by:weston mesteth

my hands shake as if they were beatin with a meat tenderrizer
my mind goes dark as if it was closed down
my body is dying as if it was my time
my viens are poisoned as if someone really wants me dead

1. i am in need of music that would flowOver my fretful feeling
   fingertip Over my bitter-tainted trembling lips,With melody, deep, clear,
   and liquid-slow.Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,Of some song sung to
   rest the tired dead,A song to fall like water on my headAnd over quivering
   limbs, dream flushed to glowThere is a magic made by melody:A spell of rest, and
   quiet breath, and coolHeart, that sinks through fading colors deep To the
   subaqueous stillness of the sea,And floats forever in a moon-green pool,Held in
   the arms of rhythm and of sleep.