Memories, I Whisper
It was a lonely night, thinking, a twinge of affright,
In a world of thought and dear memories.
The silence was unbroken, not a word was spoken-
A blinding flash of light, engrossed in what he sees,
And questions fill my head, what should I believe?
"Memories," I whisper, "everending."
A night to remember, so sickly warm, bugs swarm.
Driven inside to ponder his dying!
The pain I wasn't sharing, who but me caring?
So hard as it was, I was trying,
But not a single tear, I wasn't crying.
"Memories," I whisper, "everending."
All of these things a bad omen it brings,
To a home that feels like a house.
Poor Emily, oh what did she see?
Pushed to insanity, that timid little mouse,
What drove her so crazy as to kill he spouse?
"Memories," I whisper, "tormenting."
Early fall, the season that beats them all,
She was left for death to break her-
But she didn't give in, she went after him.
The horrible events that followed are a blur,
But Emily Reeked of death the morning after.
"Memories," I cry, "dementing."
Oh, dear Emily was through, but only I knew.
A day or two later she came knocking.
I was alone, and she knew I was home!
Emily, oh, revealed secrets so shocking,
Thought she commited a crime, fed up with his mocking.
"Memories," I say, "destroy."
"You hipocrite," I scolded, "how could you do it?"
She hid a shy smile, " A favor, I implore."
I was afraid, she might put me in an early grave!
Then she asked for the worst, for me to settle the score,
I cried, "You cannot live a lie anymore!"
"Memories," I sigh, "forever."
"You won't rat me out!" Poor Emily did shout.
There I spotted the knife she had hid,
She, poor Emily, then sighed, in vain she tried
To kill me, but who was she to kid.
I took her life for what she thought she did.
"Memories," I whisper, "kill."
Now I sit here, full of mock fear,
Laughing insanely inside.
If only she knew, what I had to do.
Kill him she did try,
Who really did it made her cry.
"Memories," I laugh, "lie."
I suppose you need a reason, for my so called treason.
Oh, Emily stole my love, my friend,
My heart was stolen, tear were flowin.
Both of them to never I had to send.
In my heart I knew thier lives had to end.
"Memories," I shout, "pain!"
Oh, what did I gain from their pain?
My dears, a lot more than you like to think.
Now I must set sail, with the end of my tale.
No one know, or can show
You where I may go.
But be forewarned by my tragedy,
My deeds still need mending...
"Memories are everending..."
steal this and ill fing kill you so bad ur die and stuff....grr
So clueless about you
Like living in bliss
Yet you lied through and through
And to think of the time we'd kiss
I think I'm actually gonna miss
But no matter the time that passes
I believe that I'll find
I'll cry when looking at heart shaped glasses
But soon I will get another boy, the right kind