Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2011 · 615
Broken
Tamara P Nov 2011
Your eyes have faded long ago;
You do see
But you don’t know where to go

Streets flowing with water
The umbrella in your hand
It worked yesterday
Now why won’t it open?

When the sun is gone
even the prettiest flower shows it's true leafs
you know it has nothing to wear
before it leaves

It's place the night has taken
and the new life has been awoken
but it cannot be mistaken
with the old one that’s been broken

And now the tears of fear run down your face
And you can almost hear the grace

Of the pain that’s deep inside
That judged every move you took
Wonder how you could have been so blind
Not to look where others looked

Now you can look but you can’t have
You do wish but you don’t dare

And the question that tears you apart
Keeps you obsessed
Awake in the night
You do wonder how it all starts
But even more:
How long can it last?

— The End —