Thursday, September 18, 2008

Kiss me like a child; fifty times on my cheek
This little burst of temperment, leaves me breathless for weeks
And down, and out;
Yesterday i made a huge mistake.
I sat out in the rain; and bled our romance away
I cut til my bones felt the blade. Just, alone in. The. Rain.
Nobody knows about us anyway.
Nobody knows the secrets we hide; when the sun forgets to shine
The feelings we give eachother
Feel better then anything but worse than everything.
I can't weep; but the tears build behind my eyes
How much it aches to say goodbye.
I replay these words again and again in my mind
I cannot justify.
I cannot explain.
I know the pain; you feel as you lay next to me
With you gone, it's harder to breathe
I think God forgot to bless us when we were ripped into this world
As tiny souls; but hearts
That forever forget to beat.

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