In Mourning


In Mourning

An ongoing collection of the writings of Nick Benson.

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Kiss Away the Pain


I wish I could be there to help you through this;
I wish I could vanquish the demons in your soul.
Just let me in and I will do everything I can,
I'll sacrifice myself so you can be whole.
Don't scare me again, I can't see you go.
And don't lie to me again, I can't take this pain.
Just show me what's wrong and I'll make it better,
I'll kiss away all your doubts and fear inside.
It's scary to think of you gone for a day,
And scarier to imagine you out of my life,
Scary to try to fill the hole you will leave in my heart
Because the scariest thing is: think I'm falling in love with you.


 

I Hate...


I hate myself for the choices I have made
And I hate you for forcing these dreams upon me.
I hate the life that I must lead to please you
And everything I have to do to make you see me.
I hate it when you yell at me for what I lack
And don't recognize the things I have.
I hate it when things don't turn out right
And they never do.
I hate you.
And I hate your world.


 

In the Presence of An Angel


Oh, to be near her, to bask in her beauty.
Truly I am in the presence of an angel.
Heaven has sent her here for me:
To tease me, to play with my soul.
And I love it! I live for it!
Another taste! Another glimpse!
Don't take her from me!
I cannot live now without her!
For I have been shown true bliss
And it has taken form before me.
A perfect form, so true to my heart!
But I cannot reach her, for Heaven is so far from me
So I will die here, a mortal man,
Praying for the day I will come to her!


 

I'm Sorry


"I'm sorry! I didn't know what I was doing! I was young! And that's supposed to excuse it? I don't need this right now. Please sit down. Well, if you want me to stay, you might as well try to explain yourself. I didn't know what I was getting myself into. I loved her -- well, I thought I loved her at the time. I thought she was the one. I didn't mean to hurt you. Well, you did. I feel so betrayed. You never thought of telling me about this? I was actually thinking of marrying you! Now I'm not so sure. Why does this change anything? I still love you. Then why did you keep this from me for so long? Why didn't you let me know about this before? I didn't want to hurt you! Well, it's too late for that! Did you think I wouldn't find out? I thought I would tell you when the time was right. When? When we were already on our honeymoon? You can't even be honest with me! It wouldn't have been so bad if you had told me before now. I took this stupid ring thinking that I would be the only woman that you would ever be with! Here, take it back! I don't want it, I don't want to get married, and I don't want you! I'm sorry! Come back! Please...please come back... I messed this up so bad. Crap, I messed it up before I even met her! How could I be so blind?"


 

It's Not Me


I don't mean to be so lazy,
Honestly, I don't!
I just don't know what to do;
No motivation, no drive,
No will to succeed.
I don't mean to be so childish,
Honestly, I don't!
I just don't know what else to do;
Reality's too harsh to face,
So I cope by embracing innocence.
I don't mean to be so selfish,
Honestly, I don't!
I just don't know how to give;
I want it all,
But they want it too.
I don't mean to be so vulger,
Honestly, I don't!
I just don't know what else to say;
A programmed vocabulary,
A second nature I learned so long ago.
I don't mean to be so distant,
Honestly, I don't!
I just don't know who to trust;
A heart broken is quick to learn,
Quick to learn distrust.
I don't mean to be so judgemental,
Honestly, I don't!
I just try to make others learn from my mistakes;
I Force my ideas down their throats,
Thinking they should be better than me.
So if I did any of this to you, I'm sorry,
Honestly, I am!
I just didn't see what was going on;
Too much introversion,
No time to consider others.


 

Listen up boys, because this ain't important:


Always remember, today is the first day of the rest of tomorrow.
It's now time to lay down your cards and pray for snake-eyes, because after this fat lady sings, Jack Sprat's gettin' the hell outta Dodge.
So when you think you're luck's just run out, look up and search for that elusive albatross.
Nothing is impossible if you set someone else to work on it.
Practice makes frustration, and always wear clean gloves to the opera.
Do ya feel lucky, punk? Well, let's find out...if that bottle of foot powder is less than four dollars, then you've won a trip to Candyland.
The survey says: sheep are more attractive than pigeons.
Don't ask what your country can do for you, ask what your country is doing behind your back.
Make love, not whores.
It's always funny until someone gets their sense of humor poked out.
What doesn't kill you only makes you angry.
We all have one purpose on this earth: to annoy the living hell out of someone else.
Have you had your cake today? Well don't try to eat it, it'll give you worms.
Are you men or are you fried rice? You're nothing but a sock cooking, tree scrubbing, son-of-a-motherless dust mite who ain't worth his weight in uranium. Now what do you have to say for your health?
Cigarettes aren't addictive, they just make you want to die if you can't have another pack.
When the winds die down and the dead wind up, what're you gonna tell your mother?
That's what I thought, a bunch of horse flies, eating their way to the center of the earth. Have you ever heard of anything more diabetical? I hives.
One day a man walks into a bar with a duck under his arm and the bartender says, "I can't believe he thought I was a priest!"
Well, why do we halve steer?

This guy's three quarters short of a half-dollar. Why, thank ya.


 

In Mourning


As shadows envelope the world, my mind slips back in time.
As twilight steals the day away, I reminisce and sigh.
For days gone by are here no more, and to here they shall never return.
What's gone is gone, what's dead is dead, so shall we never learn?
Embrace today as if it were your last, never again to take a breath.
Yet remember that tomorrow will come, and with it may come regret.
Though you live today without a care, beware of tomorrow's dawn;
For in its new light, old things shine true, forever to haunt us all.
I mourn the many times I have stumbled and lead others astray
For my own quests for self fulfillment have left a soul-shaped grave.
I apologize for my mistakes and everything else I have done
Be it right or wrong, fair or foul, one day I will answer for them all.
I mourn the fact that I cannot say, "It was not me that did this, Sir!"
For He can see and try my heart and test my very soul.
Alas, I am saved, for He that judges also loves me extremely so,
More love He gives than I do dream could ever touch the world in whole.
And I still live as if this were my very last breathe, yet neither reckless, nor afraid,
But calculating and seeking guidance so I will not go astray.
Today I may not feel the joy I did in times gone by
But in the end I can stand before Him and proclaim in truth on high,
"T'was me, Sir, who did those things, but never more shall I do again.
I saw my error and turned away, and left them where they died.
My heart is clean, as You have made it so with Your love.
Accept this gift of my life as payment for Your blessing so richly bestowed.
I cannot return the love You have given me, for I am only a man,
But I can be used as a beacon for You, to share this love with all."
And now I turn to you with open arms in prayer and say,
"Join me in this place where we can live without regret,
Not worring about the days gone by, the troubles that we made,
For we are one with Him who loves and gathers back the stray."
And we shall mourn what we have done and weep with joyous tears,
For all that lies behind us is gone as if it were never there.


 

Figures Over Which We Figure


A faceless culture facing self destruction
Leads to unprecedented acts of precedence.
At every corner life is cornered
And every turn returns a negative.
With breaking desperation, we cover our own despair:
So their sight will be sightless
And their judgements cannot judge.
Now peers cannot peer
Into the hearts of the heartless.
And cowards won't have to cower at their own fears.
Our faith in our own culture is faithless.
And emptiness tries to fill the empty void.
Yet they still try to make their pointless point
To those listeners who will listen
And those followers who will follow.
So fight the good fight
And find the right battlefield for you battles.
Because no grate can trap your gratefulness
For those things that mean everything
And those faceless people with hidden faces
That make the world go round its own merry-go-round.
But believe those beliefs
That conquer the unconquerable
And shelter the sheltered peoples of yesteryear.
For no day has the same meaning as today.
We rise with the rising sun
To meet the infatiguable trials that fatigue us.
And I say,"Go on and say
What brings life into your lifeless heart.
Accepting the joys of life is the first step toward accepting yourself.
We can only overcome what we don't allow to overcome ourselves.
Step up or step down,
Your choice fashions future choices."
The decision to decide is in your hands.
You can go away with an opinion or let them go away with both.
Live lively.
Forget the unforgettable.