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Jul 2019
Where did you go?
Little punk that used to feel,
Who challenged what was real
The heart that won't keep quiet

I used to know
The person you'd become
When did you get so numb
And go on autopilot

I don't know if I'm still the enemy
But if I am I already love to hate me
But you want me to love me enough to let go
I don't know if I can become who I was
My back is breaking from all the last straws
Cause I'd hate to love the person I know

As me
Cause me
Is a little bit short of patience
a little bit prone to lie

Cause me '
As me
Is a little bit prone to darkness
The secrets that I hide
That borrow up inside
Until I believe the lies

Can I really change and find
The heart of a warrior in my mind
I don't know
Anymore
But I know
You're more
than I know

You're still like the warrior I used to know
Hands full of scars and a heart full of souls
I'm giving up the facade of control
Into your hands I'll let go.
Nilan Gerald Handunge
Written by
Nilan Gerald Handunge  Sri Lanka
(Sri Lanka)   
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