"fiftyseven" poems
I'm sorry if this comes out too quiet
its just I could really use some water
I've been running my tongue across these words
simply tasting what alone will feel like
will you hear me when I say
this time I'm not afraid
you were a promise not meant for me
a dream I was not to remember
and I've been fooling myself
for so long
I just wanted to feel like more than I am
just needed to believe I had a reason to breathe
but you crept in and took it all
maybe I deserve this fall
but can you say that you dont?
Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 12:17 AM UTC