Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
"We took such care of tomorrow, but died on the way there."
We planted so many new trees, we forgot to stop for air.
I can't remember what your voice said, but I know that it was bare,
Because your words could always find me, yet they couldn't reach me there.
I always feel the way my tears drop when I wear my smile for you.
You'd always compare my legs to new trees, and my breathing to morning dew.
I can't remember every tear I've shed, but I'd name a few for you.
I'm scared to leave my life behind again, but I know you want life anew.
I'm sorry for every time that I cried, for I know it gave you strife.
My heart may stop beating tonight, but I've been dead my whole life...
Rebecca Paul
Written by
Rebecca Paul  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
476
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems