In circles;
I never change.
I orbit it circles,
Bleeding my heart
Into the sky
A thousand times,
'Til the clouds,
Tainted and red,
Float by
And silence.
Honesty;
"Just for a little while."
They're never honest,
Not even when the rain is sincere.
For beyond purpose
Lurks truth,
And doubt unmasks
Deceit,
Proving hope to be false,
And joy, disappointment,
For nothing is honest,
Never honest,
Is the sky.
Feb 23, 2011
Feb 23, 2011 at 8:11 PM UTC
In circles;
I never change.
I orbit it circles,
Bleeding my heart
Into the sky
A thousand times,
'Til the clouds,
Tainted and red,
Float by
And silence.
Honesty;
"Just for a little while."
They're never honest,
Not even when the rain is sincere.
For beyond purpose
Lurks truth,
And doubt unmasks
Deceit,
Proving hope to be false,
And joy, disappointment,
For nothing is honest,
Never honest,
Is the sky.
©Nicola-Isobel H. 24.02.2011
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