*The Crescent Moon Sits Above Me Watching,
As Your Memory Slips Through My Head,
As Effortlessly As A Blood Clot*
I Started To Write A Poem Right In These Lines,
About Your Neglect To Me, And My Heartbrake,
About The Wrong Road Which Didnt Have Signs,
How You Stabbed My Heart With A Wooden Stake
And I Started To Cry And Then I Smiled And Said,
Why Should I Cry Over The Roadkill,
Which Lay Untouched And Stiff In My Soul,
If They Were Alive I Would Just Sob Harder
And Why Should I Waste A Cyber Tree,
For This Cyber Paper Because I'm No Longer Sad,
You Are Not Worth One Piece Of It,
Well I'm Glad To Say...
You Hold My Heart No Longer
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 8:29 AM UTC
*The Crescent Moon Sits Above Me Watching,
As Your Memory Slips Through My Head,
As Effortlessly As A Blood Clot*
I Started To Write A Poem Right In These Lines,
About Your Neglect To Me, And My Heartbrake,
About The Wrong Road Which Didnt Have Signs,
How You Stabbed My Heart With A Wooden Stake
And I Started To Cry And Then I Smiled And Said,
Why Should I Cry Over The Roadkill,
Which Lay Untouched And Stiff In My Soul,
If They Were Alive I Would Just Sob Harder
And Why Should I Waste A Cyber Tree,
For This Cyber Paper Because I'm No Longer Sad,
You Are Not Worth One Piece Of It,
Well I'm Glad To Say...
You Hold My Heart No Longer
I Never Knew The Power Of Unwanted Days Of The Year.. 1 Year Since Them And I Am Strong..
I Dont Say This Often But I'm Proud Of Myself
