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You could have seen it differently
Yes it is comfort that you seek
Once you're done you chose to leave
But as your broken heart mended
You choose to break another
And those pieces you stole
Are the ones they wanted
If you seek comfort don't ever give false hopes or promises
I always fear the day will come
When I will stop loving you
Your arms no longer my home
Your voice no longer the echo
Your presence no longer needed
Your kiss won't keep me sedated
I fear I have to walk up to you
Saying those four painful words
But it is something I must do
Even if it is a selfish act
But you can't possibly call it love
When I do not feel the same way
Feelings sometimes change for better or for worse
Was falling for you a curse?
Because it does really hurt
But the ache could never compare
To the joy in my my heart
When you start talking to me
All over again
I would rather break into pieces
And having it to be put back together
By the hands of its destroyer
All over again
I keep letting myself to be the one who gets hurt but the thought of that person to leave my life would only **** me so I'd rather have it on repeat
With the calender set anew
Days are to be discovered
But I hope it is with you
Another Year
Whenever I am lost
I am always in my own thoughts
A world that consumes me, drifting me in a slumber with my eyes wide open.
My vessel might be in the presence of everyone but my soul is lost drifting in thoughts
Thoughts as wide as oceans and as deep as seas
Thoughts that are timeless and you couldn't really care less
Thoughts that would haunt me or make me me happy
Thoughts that effects my emotions in ways that are complex
Thoughts that people around could never understand
Thoughts
I wished all the clocks have stopped
So I could enjoy my youth
With no burden or responsibilities
For me to think my actions through
Time never seems to wait
I felt the years have just gone by
I felt my body slowly getting weaker
In a blink of an eye
Soon my skin would be wrinkled
And my hair would turn white
Soon life will leave this body
And all it would be is just a memory
Time is a friend and an enemy
It was words that brought us together and it was words that tore us apart from each other
Words are the deadliest weapons
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