It had a meaning, who knew eh?
Here are some poems he had written before his death. I just wanted to share them.
They just seem so simple and straight to the point, and they just really get to you (well they got to me).
When Your Hero Falls:
when your hero falls from grace
all fairy tales are uncovered
myths exposed and pain magnified
the greatest pain discovered
you taught me to be strong
but I'm confused to see you so weak
you said never to give up
and it hurts to see you welcome defeat
when your hero falls so do the stars
and so does the perception of tomorrow
without my hero there is only
me alone to deal with my sorrow
your heart ceases to work
and your soul is not happy at all
what are you expected to do
when your only hero falls
Sometimes when I'm alone
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confide in,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
and no one cares about why.
The Rose that Grew from Concrete
Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared.
In The Depths of Solitude
I exist in the depths of solitude
pondering my true goal
trying to find peace of mind
and still preserve my soul
constantly yearning to be accepted
and from all receive respect
never comprising but sometimes risky
and that is my only regret
a young heart with an old soul
how can there be peace
how can I be in the depths of solitude
when there are two inside of me
this duo within me causes
the perfect oppurtunity
to learn and live twice as fast
as those who accept simplicity
Today is filled with anger
fueled with hidden hate
scared of being outcast
afraid of common fate
Today is built on tragedies
which no one wants to face
nightmares to humanities
and morally disgraced
Tonight is filled with rage
violence in the air
children bred with ruthlessness
because no one at home cares
Tonight I lay my head down
but the pressure never stops
knawing at my sanity
content when I am dropped
But tomorrow I see change
a chance to build a new
Built on spirit intent of Heart
based on truth
and tomorrow I wake with second wind
and strong because of pride
to know I fought with all my heart to keep my
Rest In Peace.
Enjoy the poetry.