Feb 2015
Love is profound
Screaming without sound
Wounds are fresh
Memories hold you enmesh
If reminiscing is but a sin
The owners of hell would win
A better place, maybe
At least it's the home of your blue baby
He did you terrible
Yet his words are your parable
Loving him is wrong
But he is your soul's theme song
One day you will have to lead him into the shade
For the memories will have to fade
The love will have to lose all its depth
Hoping it will be before your last breath.
❤
-fir.m
Screaming without sound
Wounds are fresh
Memories hold you enmesh
If reminiscing is but a sin
The owners of hell would win
A better place, maybe
At least it's the home of your blue baby
He did you terrible
Yet his words are your parable
Loving him is wrong
But he is your soul's theme song
One day you will have to lead him into the shade
For the memories will have to fade
The love will have to lose all its depth
Hoping it will be before your last breath.
❤
-fir.m
I don't really do rhymes but i can try.
I write whatever comes, line after line just that the words having to sound alike is just so **** hard to do. For that you need to think, i'm totally not gonna try doing it again. I like writing what comes along, i hate having to think, makes me feel like i'm faking x'D
I write whatever comes, line after line just that the words having to sound alike is just so **** hard to do. For that you need to think, i'm totally not gonna try doing it again. I like writing what comes along, i hate having to think, makes me feel like i'm faking x'D
