Going to listen to the old man talk
because the old man knows the way.
he’s walked the line, he knows the grind
he’s the living legend in my mind.
Going to let the old man lead
cause the old man knows the way
he’s weathered the storm, he can hold his own,
he’s is apart of my soul and home.
Going to let the old man know
that his journey’s not gone to waste
I will see it through, that when he’s gone
his words will live far beyond
the wisdom that he’s instilled in me.
Lets skip to the place where we find each other.
Fast forward to where we run and hide together.
I’m ready to disappear from this world.
I wanna make it clear to this world.
That I no longer believe in it.
So once I find you, I’m leaving it.
It’s 8:10 pm as I write this
I’m on the lightrail.
Sitting. Thinking.
It’s 8:22 pm as I type this
I’m on the lightrail.
Sitting. Thinking.
It’s 8:25 pm and I’m tired of this
I’m on the lightrail.
Sitting. Sinking.
sometimes i feel like my soul is condemned.
got thoughts in my head, got crosses to plant.
got people whispering like they know who i am.
I’m done trying to find my balance with them.
To all the angels and demons who seek me
I feel like I’m on the brink of letting go completely.
And I pray that my lord forgives me,
For all the people I’ve put beneath me.
3/11/2011
I’m on the lightrail now
Trying to figure me out
What am I looking for?
What do I want more?
Is he the one for me?
Will he love me for me?
Why do I feel like I want to hide?
Is there someone else I like?
I can’t keep going back and forth
How can I keep from wanting more?
Every night in bed I think of love
But why isn’t he the one I’m thinking of??
Why am I confused?
I’m supposed to know exactly what to do….
I’m lost, I just can’t find me.
Oh Where oh where can I be?
Gatta drink til my mind is empty
The devil’s always trying to tempt me.
He said,
As a son, I have fallen.
As a lover, I fell.
As for you, my dear,
I WILL RAISE ALL DEMONS FROM HELL.
He said,
For you, I have
neglected his throne.
For you, he and I
are above and below.
For you, my love,
THE DEATH OF ALL ANGELS ARE SOWN.
-yeee
The Death of Me
What it is, I cannot see.
nor figure out
for the life of me
I search and search
but nothing found
this emptiness
has made it’s rounds
I’m all alone
but I can’t breathe
I hear the shadows
from underneath
they call and call
aloud my name
I try to hid
but slow, they came
i run i run
towards the light
in hopes, to find
a keeping sight
i seek i seek
but nothing more
I’m blind, the light
was nevermore
they call and call
aloud my name
I run and hid
alone in pain
BUT NO! NO!
I SAY.
TO LIVE IN FRIGHT
IS NOT THE WAY
the death of me
is mine to take
to give the soul
a mind to wake
Let be, the taking
of my life, the door
to the Angels
and the lost Lenore.
- Yen Hoang
11/14/2010
12:26 am
what you can’t have.
you want what you can’t have
some days, you’re on your back
you can’t stand the things he lacks
you want what you can’t have
some days, you drive right off the track
you wander to the past
you wonder if it’d last
you want what you can’t have
some days, you say “I’m done with that”
I’ll leave, and won’t come back
why are your clothes still on the rack?
you want what you can’t have…
Life of Ease
As I lay at night I think to me
if I was not, what I would be
If my youth had gone like a breeze
Would I have grown a life of ease?
And would it be that the life of ease
not be the life that life should be?
But if it were the life to be,
Would I lay at night
And think to me?