I see your face through a scattered tear
Just like my future, misty and unclear
The silence which falls on this forgotten night
Shouts loud in my ear, in its blackness of sight
My aching heart, so torn and broken
Was all but shattered when you spoken
The memories which turn this breath to hate
Are apologies to remind me of my own selfish fate
My diseased mind which haunts me still
Are but swept away, with yet another pill
You think anxiety breeds no less
So you feel the wheel turns to happiness
This carriage, this body which I ride upon
With one strong blow, can all be gone
And the air in my lungs, it escapes me
And with one strong tug, can then take me
If I ride on this carriage, with foolish intent
The wheels will get weaker, begin to damage and dent
And soon enough your movement it halts
And all there is to blame, is your devilish faults.
September 8th, 2006 at 7:15 am
[...] I found this poem over at a blog a friend asked me to check out. I really like it so I thought I would repeat it here. [blogscratch]Credit to Kim at The Power Of Choice Blog.[/blogscratch] (We all owe Iain Dale for the [blogscratch] tag!) [...]
September 27th, 2006 at 1:22 am
Great blog, keep up the good work!
December 17th, 2006 at 5:52 pm
I have found a quality stuff like this after ages and I hope that you will continue to deliver your best collection every now and then.
Don Lapre Lover
laura@lauraglydaband.com
December 17th, 2006 at 6:27 pm
Aww bless you Don Lapre Lover. I will. Your right, i havn’t put any recent stuff up here, so because of your comment i will get on it straight away.
Peace and Love to you, and i hope to hear from you soon.