GoneI kneel alone in the dew-dotted grass, staring blankly at the tombstone before me. They have all left by now, my family and yours, and the preacher. The sun shone upon the cemetery, as if to mock, saying, "Look at you, stupid human. I laugh in your face. I'm happy. You're not."I cannot help but ponder a bit, and I find myself wondering what I ever did to deserve losing you. I no longer have any faith in God, for he stole from me. Why did he have to take you from me? You were my one and only true love; you were so full of life. You had enough life in you for the both of us. I feel so empty now that you are deep in the cold ground.I look down at the bouquet of black roses in my lap, and at my black clothing. Will I ever wear color again?You used to say I was pretty no matter what I wore. Do you remember?I close my eyes and I can still see your warm, lively eyes, your comforting smile. The memory is haunting, but it helps to think of the way you were rather than the way you looked lyi
Micky Dolenz FanfictionHe promised forever.Didn't he?Forever doesn't last long with a beautiful blond teeny bopper on every corner, now does it?I think what made me bitter was their seemingly endless beauty and charm. Mu deep auburn hair and hardly sunny, and once in a while, when I was feeling especially insecure, I considered bleaching it. After all, Micky did love blonds. However, the strong feminist streak in me (it runs in my family) refused to make such a drastic change in my appearance to keep my guy interested. Besides. The teeny boppers were entirely harmless. Well, most of them. The ones that were still in the innocent stage of the early teens just giggles, fanned themselves as if it were over 100 degrees outside (even in January), whispered to one another, or occasionally fainted. It was so pathetic, it was almost cute. Then there was Jolene. Jolene Lydia Clifford.Yes. Jolene was thin, but curvy in all the right places. She had perfect little pink, pouty lips, which looked like they were taken
Life Went OnIt was the innocence in the airBefore the storm blew through your hairAnd she left you all aloneShe left you there.But life went onAs if nothing were wrong,And baby, so did you.
JohnnyI met himNot so long ago,And at the timeHe was just a person.But he made me laughAnd he could singAnd his Asian eyesWere filled with dreams.
Eyesight of the OptimistEyesight of the OptimistI've got a pair of eyes that I wearBut unless you look closely you can't tell they're there.They help me see the beauty everywhereThat no one else can see.I can share it all with you.I have an extra pair that you can peek through.You can see the things like I seeAnd it can be our little secret, you and meThat the world is filled with beauty.Won't you see the world through my eyes?Won't you look past its wretched disguise?It would benefit you so well to knowThat we don't need to feel so low.There is such wonder in the world I see.I wish you knew what the world can be.I've got a pair of eyes that I wearBut unless you look closely you can't tell they're there.They help me see the light in the dark,The limitless road of lifeGoing where we all wish we could be.I have an extra pair you can peek through.I think you would see the world as somethingEntirely new.I want to share what I see with the world.They don't know what's so easy to knowIf yo
TomorrowTomorrowNever comes,Only yesterdaysOn the run.