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The pounding on my face is like
rain during a typhoon,
washing away every memory,
thought,
feeling.
It runs down my arms and legs,
and pools at my feet
until there is nothing but a
clean slate.
And yet,
there is a stain on that vast expanse of white.
A black spot that cannot be erased.
It's the one thing that wont disappear,
no matter how hard i scrub, rub, and wash.
That stain just wont go away.
It was he that left that blemish on my vast expanse of white.
Then, I see you standing there,
the silver lining my mother always talked about,
watching me with sparkling eyes.
I can already feel your arms around me,
even though you are still so far away.
My heart skips a beat,
and my breath catches in my throat
at the mere thought of you lips
just touching mine.
You are like a sweet dream
when I drift to sleep.
One that I never want to wake from.
But, here I am, not in your arms
standing,
waiting for that silver lining to appear once more.
I am in a storm,
and in need of protection
from the rain, wind, and cold.
I want to feel the warmth of your body next to mine again.
I want to feel the tingle in my cheeks when our lips brush.
I have nothing to fear.
For now, you are right beside me.
I feel the heat, brush, and the tingle that follows,
and I know that I will never fear the storm again.
- by apollos nightmare |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/19/2009 |
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- Title: Clean Slate
- Artist: apollos nightmare
- Description: this is just something i wrote after i broke up with my boyfriend. Yeah, i know it's not that good, but i will love to see what everyone has to say. I will take all comments, and try to improve. Just, please, don't be too harsh. :)
- Date: 06/19/2009
- Tags: cleanslate staind storm
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