I hear doors open,
but my response is never inviting,
because it's never you,
knocking on the door fighting.
Even though you won't show,
I open the doors with a wish,
Just to be let down again,
While dying for your kiss.
And I know that you're gone
But maybe you'll lose your way
And accidentally turn around
And possibly want to stay
You fuel my writings
But how i wish it weren't so
Because all fuels are consumed
Leaving me only the smoke
It's cloudy it's hazy
But my words are so clear
I can't even see you
But I hope you're still near
I know it's very unlikely
But right now it's a crime
With that being said I say please....
God help me this time
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 2:03 AM UTC
I hear doors open,
but my response is never inviting,
because it's never you,
knocking on the door fighting.
Even though you won't show,
I open the doors with a wish,
Just to be let down again,
While dying for your kiss.
And I know that you're gone
But maybe you'll lose your way
And accidentally turn around
And possibly want to stay
You fuel my writings
But how i wish it weren't so
Because all fuels are consumed
Leaving me only the smoke
It's cloudy it's hazy
But my words are so clear
I can't even see you
But I hope you're still near
I know it's very unlikely
But right now it's a crime
With that being said I say please....
God help me this time