Poetic and photographic musings of a teen.
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Monday, November 14, 2011
Waiting For The End (A response to the song by Linkin Park)
Waiting for the end to comeWishing I had strength to standMy knees buckle and shake beneath me, and I wish I never started to begin with. This is not what I had plannedIt's out of my control....The fire has gone wild, and as I stand in the middle of the blaze razing everything that stood between us to the ground. What was left when that fire was gone?Only ashes and regret as I shift through the char, holding the burnt match in both hands. I thought it felt right but that right was wrongDoing this all for the two of us, I thought we were saved when I destroyed it all. All caught up in the eye of the stormAnd trying to figure out what it's like moving onThings toil around the two of us, a false sense of calm inside my soul, perhaps if we
moved on from the past we can save whatever's left. And I don't even know what kind of things I've saidMy mouth kept moving and my mind went deadMy voice and shouting set off this madness, I wish I could take back my hurtful words that I didn't realize I was saying until it was too late. So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin?The hardest part of ending is starting again!
All italicized words are from the song "Waiting For The End" by Linkin Park. One of my fave songs! I always wanted to try writing a response to the lyrics, as the lyrics are really powerful. They're not in order here, but I chose some of my favourite stanzas. There's nothing personal this time. At least not currently.