Her heart beats...gently
for she had accepted her fate
she stares at the empty darkness
her smile breaks out,for home is near
it all started the day he smiled
for she believed her angel had arrived
her heart stopped beating then
for it danced 4 joy..she had fallen
the laughs wer ecstatic
yet she refused to let the tears that followed to drown her
for his soft hands made her forgert to breath
yet his blows knocked out her breath
the day the laughter ended
she stood & watched her lifeless body
for so long she believed he'd come back
yet he kept draining the life out of her
battered and shattered she waited that night
her heart-beat accelarating when he came in
for she knew her fate was near
the ending she had longed for had never arrived
the dagger that crossed her stomach didnt remove the love
even the blows that reshaped her never made her any harder
for that night her heart beat gently
for she had accepted her fate
yet she still loved him
even when eternal sleep stole her life,
she still loved him
for he was her angel....
her angel of darkness...
her angel of death...
her angel untill death......
For Thoby.....*smiley face lol*
Its just one of those days
i thought to myself
trying so hard not to remember
i stared up at the empty sky
sunlight obscured by the dying summer leaves
this is what my life had become
my life had become like a drum
beautiful sounds it does make
adorable on the outside,yet empty inside
this is what had become of me...
the me without you
as i sit and stare at the vast empty space before me
i see the rebellion that had ceased to exist,
a part of you left to live in me
i smell the tobacco smoke,look around yet there is no one in view
my soul yearns for your touch....my hair dances with the wind
chills run through my body....and it seems as though you are here
i look around me...vast open space..
only my imagination...for the black wall still stood staring at me
trapped in the prison of my thoughts
terrified that I'd forget...i took a pad
scribblin so hard as to leave a mark
i wrote today's date...and my story began
this is not a dream,it is not a fantasy
its what had been...it was a moment in time.
tearing the page as i wrote...your memory had to live
all in vain i thought to myself...
its just one of those days....
tears drawin canals on my face...
this is it....this was it...you are no more
and i'm just having one of those days!
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