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Jono Holme May 2014
Goodbye goodbye
I commited the crime
I had a try
But I just cry
Not worth a dime
So I die
its my time
Goodbye goodbye
Jono Holme May 2014
As I place my dark crown
The daemons..
They try to drag me down
To show me the "right" way
But all I want to do is stay
Ever since I met You ive wanted
Our love to be true
Still hands grab and tear
Until I am left broken and bare

I am king of fear and dread
Yet Not a single word ive said
Except of course to you..
My love
My life
My saviour
True
Jono Holme May 2014
Making a mark
my light arrived
Warm and safe
My visual lark
My light moves on
My light faded away
Leaving me in darkness
All but astray

The light returned
No longer my own
My hand burnt and blistered
Worse than I have ever known

Still it I love
Still believing
Deep in my heart
it to Be my dove
Before it again
Left me in dark
Leaving me with nothing
Not even a spark

Thrice the light has come to me
Again I believe
It to be my key
It warms as it nears
I should have learnt
Bringing it close
Would get me burnt

The light is not my love
I know
It wasn't a dove
It was but a white crow
Jono Holme May 2014
Cry cry
The weeping tree sighs
Branches hang low
As if given up
In the wind they blow              

Rotten on the surface
Life  left within            
fighting a losing battle
The Weeping tree cannot win
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Cry cry the tree sighs
The rot has spread
All remaining life
Is left for dead
Jono Holme May 2014
Why am I here
With no one to hear
I cant understand
How they make their demands      
I am who I am
I ran and I ran
I cant escape fate
I cant escape this blind date
Jono Holme May 2014
Time stops
There is a bullet in my brain
There is no more pain
Things couldn't remain the same
Blood runs down me like rain
There is a bullet in my brain
Jono Holme May 2014
My branches stretch wide
My trunk stands strong
Why are my leaves falling?
I have done no wrong

My Branches begin to curl
My trunk is cold and brittle
Why is my life ending ?
While I have witnessed so little..

My branches fling out wide
My trunk again healthy
How can my leaves be so new and green?
Without a soul to help me.
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