Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2012
I've run to the edge of the earth to a place i find dear
because it does not convey to the rules we all adhere
i brought a secret with me, must wait three years to tell
apparently, our difference means we're going to hell.

but i find value in you, in your words, in your smile
to live alone, without you, already seems so defile.
I've become accustom to you, and to whatever you may say
but my happiness is one that i must delay...

so i keep you hidden, very carefully, under my shirt
you say you can't breathe, i say air would hurt worse
you stand up to leave, i assure a safe drive
a crash is not what i intended, but it's what had arrived

we flipped through our memories, still untold and true
a tear left my eye, but i'm not sure about you
i guess it was fate, this crash, our love's halt
your car is now totaled, but it wasn't our fault.
**** da police.
Portugal. The Man- Created
whoever
Written by
whoever
Please log in to view and add comments on poems