The earth cracked under every step he took,
weighed down with the burdens of tomorrow;
self-involved, caught up in his own sorrow.
See, he wouldn't even bother to look
in the eyes of others, he was a crook,
stealing hope, leaving only the shadow
of a once happy soul, now left hollow.
He's gone through every excuse in the book,
explaining why he has the right to hurt
she who let him be the sun in her sky.
She never let anyone see her cry;
upon seeing weakness, she would revert
to building a wall nobody could climb
or ever break down, protecting her heart.
Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 8:47 PM UTC
The earth cracked under every step he took,
weighed down with the burdens of tomorrow;
self-involved, caught up in his own sorrow.
See, he wouldn't even bother to look
in the eyes of others, he was a crook,
stealing hope, leaving only the shadow
of a once happy soul, now left hollow.
He's gone through every excuse in the book,
explaining why he has the right to hurt
she who let him be the sun in her sky.
She never let anyone see her cry;
upon seeing weakness, she would revert
to building a wall nobody could climb
or ever break down, protecting her heart.
(failed sonnet attempt)