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Feb 2016
I woke up to the sound
Of a slow guitar
I woke up to a hint in the air
Even now you haunt my dreams
I wish you would just
Leave me alone

I've known souls to travel before
And I've known souls to subdivide
But then why would yours
Hang around me?
Maybe it's a lie
Maybe it's true

Maybe there's too much
Resistance
Where there should only be
Desire
Maybe I've missed something
Maybe I've made mistakes

Anything I can think of
I can back up
But does it matter
If you sleep by my side
Every night
Without being here at all?

Maybe you made a mistake
I know that to be true
But then does it matter
If my heart takes a leap
At the thought of you
"Maybe" is the thing you would've said when you know you did something wrong but don't want to own up to it.
Sirenes
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Sirenes  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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