I looked at my notes
With my mind afloats
Frawn I wonder
What is with this tears I gather
Slowly I move my face towards the sky
Thinking about my loneliness, thinking... why?
Drifting in my thoughts I then pause
Part of me then gone missing.... Lost I suppose
I fell in love once, but not to be
Love then becomes hideous, now what is wrong with me?
I then get tosed around and around
Bouncing between fake feelings, scattered abound
Again I slowly move my face towards the sky
Again with loneliness Oh... Oh why
Drifting in my thoughts I then pause
Another part of me went missing, Lost.. I suppose
The tears I have gathered have now flow
No!! It is definitely not for show!
Slowly I gathered my strength
Or whatever left over inside my tank
I close the chapter written in my note
I walked forth, cold, but covered in my coat
No... I didn't feel cold because of the rain
I feel cold because I still carry this pain
Past Today Future
History Present Mystery I am sure
This is past... a second poem with no name
I hope this is written to not be in vain...
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment