your feelings for people.
are like a soldiers hidden emotions.
your sorrows fly higher than the churches steeple.
an architects dedications.
hidden designs of their true loves.
no one else can read it.
except for the doves.
your kingdom wont let you sit.
not even for a moment.
while apart all we feel is agony.
i don't think i can handle it.
my life flame is dying.
i look to my mirror when i feel like ****.
when it shatters, I know I'm dead.
no more thoughts.
running through my head.