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Jesus wrote in red
David wrote in brown
Draven wrote in black
Jeniffer wrote in blue

but Issablle wrote in gold
and yet hers are the ones no one reads
My little devil
The trickster who played me
In the end
You had to go

Not because of what you wished
Or want you claimed
But because of another
Who I can not blame

You and I wished the impossible
We wished for miracles to happen
And though the ending is bitter
The moment was still sweet

I will miss you
As I have years before
Life moves on
But I still morn your absence

Thank you for the sweet moment under the moon
Thank you for the time under the lights
Thank you for being a hand to hold
Thank you for being there with me

So in a bow and wave
I wish goodbye to the trickster you became
And long to see my devil once more

Perhaps if the stars ever aline
Or they gleam so bright
They might lead you back to me
Back into my arms

But for now, until you find my otherwise
Goodbye trickster
And please let me keep the devil in my heart
Goodbye my little devil, maybe one day or in another life things might turn out differently for you and me.
Many tongues
Many authors
Many pens
Many inks
Many lives
Many stories
Many teachings
Many lessons

All over
one book

One simple book
When he draws his last breath
when his body grows cold
when his fur is no longer soft

I got you

I'll keep him safe tonight
I'll stay up with him
remind him he is loved so much

And though he wishes not to lay with you
I'll stay with him
and I wont leave his side

He'll be ok
we can say goodbye to Miracle

So tonight I'll cry all my tears
So I can hold it together
for you tomorrow

Cause I have
I have mom
we'll make it through this
together
For the Miracle kitten would stole my moms heart 10 years ago. Until we see you again, go have fun with snow and dusty for us. Goodbye miracle, we'll be ok when your not in pain anymore.
I am torn in half
Part of me wishes you to be back in my arms
but the other part
is scared of the monster you have become
One you swore to never release

on me

Again........
Oh sweet little devil if only we could speak, but are you a devil still or did you become a trickster instead?
From a lovely voice
To nothing spoken
How one's own mind changes
When they are changed
From empty promises
Read the text in red
Walk lofes tightrope
Do what everyone tells
Loose yourself umong them

And yet when it comes to love
It's your choice
With no teaching of what to look for

And for me it's funny
No mater how many prayers I scream
No mater how much my tears are shed
No mater how much my heart breaks

I still wish him back
The one that stole my heart
My little devil

Not the trickster who played me
Not the trickster who made me a outcast

I want my little devil
Who haunts my heart back

Is that too much to ask God???
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