I ran in from the rain, hoping the other me can come out and play.
Nothing I can say can change this now.
I believe in everything and everone, except me.
To be able to smile is far away,
it takes a wile to walk a mile, and no one is in there right place.
If I stall a you for sometime will you eventually stay?
As my body lays I go know where fast.
My life is spilling out and no one can ever help,
I want to live on but everyday there are tears spilled,
and nothing is done to stop it.
I scream and I hear an eco,
I guess I'm all alone, but somehow it doesn't feel that way.
If I wait, will you come?
If I run, will you follow?
So many question to be answered, but none with the right answer.
To be simple and yet profound all at once,
to be lost and then found in a blink of an eye.
So many dreams and wishes wasted,
dreams that will never become real, and wishes that are impossible.
These shattered dreams and broken hope's have died inside of me,
and now they leave a mark, a bloody hole inside of my skin.
And the rain that pours from the sky burns this mark inside,
but the somebody else that I wish I was, will not come out to play,
not today.
Angelic Lolita
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