These are my original poems,song lyrics and short stories made and constructed by me. If you are a professional and would like to use my material, please feel free contact me. I hope you will enjoy them. the thoughts behind them all have specific purpose and others a line of thought from my imagination. Some have said i have lost "it" but I say " there's been no real attempt to find it "

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Something Wooden


I stepped into an avalanche
it covered up my soul.
And even as i take the last breath of air
i still do not feel my despair.
I used to know what love is,
even if it's always left me cold.
I used to know what love is,
even if it's damned me to my death.
The feel of the weight of sand and stone,
while something wooden drives it home.
The darkness turning into a bright light,
calling me with a familiar voice that i know.
I tried to listen to your prayers,
i tried to give you what you wanted so.
But it was all beyond my means,
i didn't know how to make it known.
I'm just a humbled man,
with no place to go.
The devil took me under his wing,
promising me wealth and gold.
Then he cast me aside saying he told me so.
Oh i stepped into an avalanche,
it covered up my soul.
And even as i take the last breath of air,
i still do not feel my own despair.
I used to know what love is,
ya even if it's always left me cold.
I used to know what love is,
even if it's damned me to my death.
Now there's only the weight of sand and stone,
while something wooden drives it home.

While something wooden drives it home.
while something wooden drives it home.
while something wooden...drives it home.

(by Roelin Davis all rights reserved 3/22/2015)

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