Stuck in an ending timeline;
whispers of love, the humourless cheer.
Taunts that appear to be laughing, at me;
a commoner's jeer.
I saw you,
then I wanted you.
my want became a need;
and my need is now the focus of all my deed(s).
What else is left to say,
should I mourn my bereavement
or laugh at my own foolishness?
do i love or let this ache i suffer for you eat at me forever?
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
Stuck in an ending timeline;
whispers of love, the humourless cheer.
Taunts that appear to be laughing, at me;
a commoner's jeer.
I saw you,
then I wanted you.
my want became a need;
and my need is now the focus of all my deed(s).
What else is left to say,
should I mourn my bereavement
or laugh at my own foolishness?
do i love or let this ache i suffer for you eat at me forever?
