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At the break of dawn waking up without you is not so warm,"in an emotion storm"praying by faith hoping to live on,like a bracelet holding scars from someone else's arm's "charmed" waiting for the sun to fall, pulling the moon closer, from my broken days drunk or sober, thinking about you,the happy things i do can't change a sky painted blue "rippled by it's surroundings", always willing to keep the dark clouds in,but at nights I'm always shouting to a mirror filled with doubts, asking myself for a way out of me, dreaming on life's journey, I'm always alone yet my mind became crowded by faces i haven't seen,wishes that my soul onces seek, vanishing slowly but bad repeats making me incomplete "At the break of dawn" memories became a riot searching for reasons that remains dark in my thoughts "saying" I'd never break your heart,out in the distance putting up resistance feeling as you break mine, missing that sensation down my spine dreaming as love dies between us
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