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The Last Song
Randi, Age 14, Edmonton, AB

                     
Sitting in a lonely room
My shame overtakes my thoughts.
A life of mistakes and regrets
Flashes before my eyes.
What kind of person am I?
How could I have walked away?
What sort of ruthless being
Leaves so many questions unanswered?
I had been consumed
By conceited dreams and desires,
And in the end had been abandoned.
Nothing can control my thoughts,
No one can distract me,
Except the lone passion I still grasp.

This is the last song
This is the last song
This is the last song
And all the pain is gone

Black and white lie before me
The most simple of life's complexities
With the capacity to become the most beautiful.
The first sound rings,
Echoes in my mind,
And everything comes pouring out.
Note after note,
Ebony and Ivory tell my story.
A story of hurt and pain-
Hate and love-
For all the world to hear.

My thoughts escape
I become lost in my own tale
And words flow from my silenced mouth

This is the last song
This is the last song
This is the last song
And all the pain is gone

The wall is down,
But no one can see that.
I'm forgotten, lying behind my fortress.
All that remains is my melody and myself,
Nothing matters anymore.
I'm alive again,
Living my dream.
But one part deep inside still yells out
My one problem that still remains.
I have been, am, and will forever be
Alone.

This is the last song
This is the last song
This is the last song
And all the pain is gone

This is the last song...

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