This Is Me
I may never amount to much
in this life I live
I may never be successful
or wealthy enough to give
I have made countless mistakes
and many bad decisions
I have seen dreams so big
that only I could envision
I have crawled paths
that others would not walk
I have tasted so much blood
I could not talk
I do not ask for comfort
or even a helping hand
I just want you to know
that this is who I am
-CLL
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Live Forever
Live Forever
Shine your light everyday
as if it were your last
Hold tightly to the little moments of the present
for soon it will be the past
Lend a hand or even a word
to a stranger or friend that needs love
Be caring and compassionate towards people
and not to seek reward from up above
Stand up for yourself and all your friends
Open your heart and mind unconditionally
so there is no beginning and end
Be recognized as someone who was brave
and fought with all they could
Last, be remembered for all that you did
and not for which you should
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Shine your light everyday
as if it were your last
Hold tightly to the little moments of the present
for soon it will be the past
Lend a hand or even a word
to a stranger or friend that needs love
Be caring and compassionate towards people
and not to seek reward from up above
Stand up for yourself and all your friends
Open your heart and mind unconditionally
so there is no beginning and end
Be recognized as someone who was brave
and fought with all they could
Last, be remembered for all that you did
and not for which you should
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Thursday, May 28, 2009
The Loser
The Loser
That one person
you shamefully cast away
Same person you forget about
when you pray
No one has nothing good
to say about him
His light is steadily fading
from shallow to dim
The night air seems to burn
his lungs a bit more
All of his life is exposed
like a house without a door
All the people speak down to him
but nobody will share his pain
The loser awakes everyday
fighting not just for air
but hoping to make
one ounce of gain
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
That one person
you shamefully cast away
Same person you forget about
when you pray
No one has nothing good
to say about him
His light is steadily fading
from shallow to dim
The night air seems to burn
his lungs a bit more
All of his life is exposed
like a house without a door
All the people speak down to him
but nobody will share his pain
The loser awakes everyday
fighting not just for air
but hoping to make
one ounce of gain
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Taken
Taken
They have all taken
Taken the best of me
Everyone ran out
When I forgot who to be
Please do not let me suffer
Suffer here in the streets
Drag my body to shelter
Let me die at your feet
I have felt the coldness
Coldness of my critics eyes
My heart fights on forever
As my soul slowly dies
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
They have all taken
Taken the best of me
Everyone ran out
When I forgot who to be
Please do not let me suffer
Suffer here in the streets
Drag my body to shelter
Let me die at your feet
I have felt the coldness
Coldness of my critics eyes
My heart fights on forever
As my soul slowly dies
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
One Last Fight
One Last Fight
It must be a scary feeling
you watch the light leave the room
it retreats behind the door
People saying you don't have
what it takes anymore
Your heart swells with pain
there is nothing left to prove
nothing else to gain
You have risen from the depths
higher than any star
You traveled the world
from near to far
You realize nothing will comfort
a warriors hurt
but only testing his soul
You would trade away all your glory
for one last blind run
by a fighting legend
For being on top again
and achieving the ultimate goal
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
It must be a scary feeling
you watch the light leave the room
it retreats behind the door
People saying you don't have
what it takes anymore
Your heart swells with pain
there is nothing left to prove
nothing else to gain
You have risen from the depths
higher than any star
You traveled the world
from near to far
You realize nothing will comfort
a warriors hurt
but only testing his soul
You would trade away all your glory
for one last blind run
by a fighting legend
For being on top again
and achieving the ultimate goal
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Becoming
Becoming
Many a men search around
for direction and solitude
The markers used in life
were placed there by men
with courageous attitudes
Timid souls that are scared
seek for comfort
when pursuing towards
a difficult quest
A leaders footprints
are those of lonely steps
seldom followed by anyone else
Our paths may lead to many ends
but it is in those journeys
that we find our truest friends
Honorable men travel
the most challenging roads
Heroes are torn
from legendary cloth
that does not fit
any other molds
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Many a men search around
for direction and solitude
The markers used in life
were placed there by men
with courageous attitudes
Timid souls that are scared
seek for comfort
when pursuing towards
a difficult quest
A leaders footprints
are those of lonely steps
seldom followed by anyone else
Our paths may lead to many ends
but it is in those journeys
that we find our truest friends
Honorable men travel
the most challenging roads
Heroes are torn
from legendary cloth
that does not fit
any other molds
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
Scars
Scars
I cannot find you
Did you find someone new
You left me to die slow
We lost the fire that used to glow
My heart is callused by the scars
I followed your light from an empty star
I did not realize you had left
Until my heart was stolen by your theft
Now I must take my loss and learn
Sometimes it is better to be buried than burned
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
I cannot find you
Did you find someone new
You left me to die slow
We lost the fire that used to glow
My heart is callused by the scars
I followed your light from an empty star
I did not realize you had left
Until my heart was stolen by your theft
Now I must take my loss and learn
Sometimes it is better to be buried than burned
Copyright ©2009 Christopher Lynn Lane
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