Killing me softly;
with
his heart;
Killing me softly;
from the start.
Nothing can trap me in the dark;
Though his wicked words pull me back in;
time an time again.
For he is the darkness;
And I forgiven him for all his sins,
Even though he breaks my aching heart;
From him time an time,
His rhyming notes manoeuvre me in;
With every single line.
He is forgiven;
For breaking my walls of steel,
Sometimes thinking about him;
makes my heart feel ill.
It doesn't matter that darkness captures the light.
lovesickness couldn't get any worse;
but It just might.
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
Killing me softly;
with
his heart;
Killing me softly;
from the start.
Nothing can trap me in the dark;
Though his wicked words pull me back in;
time an time again.
For he is the darkness;
And I forgiven him for all his sins,
Even though he breaks my aching heart;
From him time an time,
His rhyming notes manoeuvre me in;
With every single line.
He is forgiven;
For breaking my walls of steel,
Sometimes thinking about him;
makes my heart feel ill.
It doesn't matter that darkness captures the light.
lovesickness couldn't get any worse;
but It just might.
©2016 Isabella Proe
