Don't have a cow.

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I don't have a title to come up with btw, here's the poet.


Falling high in the sky from a sorrow down on the litte streams.

Dripping with a broken hearts laying on its own deathbed daring to dream.

Hanging a knots out on its edge and rescuing the red rose that's dying to scream.

Oh, What a love may befalls for whatever it leads to be stabbed and betrayed.

Standing over somebody's grave wondering if thy soul has been lift up alone and strayed.

Chopping the strings of loneliness, breaking apart to disencumber.

I refused to see it through as if I was supposed to treated you like I am a whore.

For the first time in my life I caught a glimpse from you and turn back on me like I did before.

The chaos in reality causing to peeled to reveal became so surreal.

Break away from the feelings by pieces to pieces and patch up the wound felt so real.

Wrapping the silence to deafen in the heart and ears to quiet down the pain.

Drowning in the lost soul to be sent away on the sea and sailing under sunset alone.

I want to hear you saying "I love you" over, over and over again for once more.

I am never stop loving you from the pain in my tears enduring a forever sore.

Sewing you in my arms is so damn beautiful to redeems in the stars, it hurts to be blind.

Be the worst possiblities I could ever done to you because your love is always on my mind.
 
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