The life that I live
Time is not infinite; life is only finite.
Please do never waste my time, for I only have this one life.
The day are not all numbered, we have only just begun to love.
This love you people speak of…will it ever be enough?
I can repeat the mistakes and I can make a change,
But I chose to do neither; I must find my way,
To become a better human being.
I have never been like you with your liar’s true feelings.
In the pit of my stomach I know there is really nothing wrong,
But still I go on passionately apathetic to all the faults you own.
I am not saying I deserve this or regret hearing what you want;
I am simply stating that I hate you for leaving me all alone.
My water is so full of salt, drinking leaves me crazy.
This glass is no longer drinkable, for it tastes of forgotten ladies.
I am forever dying from your thirst,
Without the realization that love is my curse.
Forever searching inside illusions;
My ghostly hands look real to me.
I am lost in a place of complete confusion;
I am lost in your reality.
Negative is my positive;
I carry lightning with my thunder.
Behind sunglasses I hide behind eye-lids,
This cursed spell I am under.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 7:15 AM UTC
The life that I live
Time is not infinite; life is only finite.
Please do never waste my time, for I only have this one life.
The day are not all numbered, we have only just begun to love.
This love you people speak of…will it ever be enough?
I can repeat the mistakes and I can make a change,
But I chose to do neither; I must find my way,
To become a better human being.
I have never been like you with your liar’s true feelings.
In the pit of my stomach I know there is really nothing wrong,
But still I go on passionately apathetic to all the faults you own.
I am not saying I deserve this or regret hearing what you want;
I am simply stating that I hate you for leaving me all alone.
My water is so full of salt, drinking leaves me crazy.
This glass is no longer drinkable, for it tastes of forgotten ladies.
I am forever dying from your thirst,
Without the realization that love is my curse.
Forever searching inside illusions;
My ghostly hands look real to me.
I am lost in a place of complete confusion;
I am lost in your reality.
Negative is my positive;
I carry lightning with my thunder.
Behind sunglasses I hide behind eye-lids,
This cursed spell I am under.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
