The random musings of my mind, they have no particular rhyme or reason, they are not the beginning or the end to whatever story they are in. Just some middle ground that is out of place

Wednesday 24 October 2012

Little secret

The beautiful ones
The good ones
Why the ones we cherish so much

Here they come again
Cursing me and berating me
I was created for a purpose
I am nature as nature is

It can't be nature to cause pain
Can't be nature to cause tears
To be happy to cause sadness
Why

I do my job and I do it well
For that they hate me
Pain is nature.
Tears are nature.

Take the ones we love
Hearts break
A hole that no one can replace

Let me let you in on a little secret
The beautiful ones go in order to help the beautiful ones left here
You could say a new guardian angel




-Dedicated to Ogaga "Loopy" Okparavero