M16
02-22-2006, 07:24 AM
I was laying in bed when this came into my head. There's no chance that you'll hear it in your head the same as me, but it follows a specific tune. There's a piano line in a song "Space Dye Vest" by Dream Theater, and I imagined singing these lyrics to that tune. The poem is all original, I just used the aid of a song to help me with the rhyme scheme. So here it is. I hope you enjoy it, whoever's reading it. I used so many "I"s for the purpose of trying to give the reader the sense that it's an extremely personal poem. I hope it worked.
The years have come and gone so fast;
Living each day like it’s my last.
My final winter’s night has passed.
I never thought that it would last.
I never thought my life would change,
But now I’m thinking that it’s strange.
I have become so deranged.
My life’s in its final stage.
I never wanted something more;
I never cared for lovers’ lore.
But now I find I’m on the shore,
Missing my heart and something more.
I wish I could go back again,
Fix mistakes I made back then;
My first ever winter when
I returned to home again.
Looking out at heaven’s door,
I’ve always wanted something more.
Where have I seen this scene before?
It was a tale of lover’s lore.
And when I close my eyes to sleep,
I see someone familiar weep;
I swear I feel my heartbeat leap
Just as I hear the final beep.
Tears in your eyes, look overhead.
And never follow me; Instead
Weave your life by your own thread,
Living life by heart, by head.
The years have come and gone so fast;
Living each day like it’s my last.
My final winter’s night has passed.
I never thought that it would last.
I never thought my life would change,
But now I’m thinking that it’s strange.
I have become so deranged.
My life’s in its final stage.
I never wanted something more;
I never cared for lovers’ lore.
But now I find I’m on the shore,
Missing my heart and something more.
I wish I could go back again,
Fix mistakes I made back then;
My first ever winter when
I returned to home again.
Looking out at heaven’s door,
I’ve always wanted something more.
Where have I seen this scene before?
It was a tale of lover’s lore.
And when I close my eyes to sleep,
I see someone familiar weep;
I swear I feel my heartbeat leap
Just as I hear the final beep.
Tears in your eyes, look overhead.
And never follow me; Instead
Weave your life by your own thread,
Living life by heart, by head.