just poems....nothing much to say
In the end, I might be messed up,
In the end, I might not get it right,
In the end, I might love you,
In the end, could we survive?
The days I spent,
So cold and alone,
The scars wont fade,
Theres things I'll take to my grave.
Your numbers still written on my hand,
But carved in my heart,
I ache, I just want you back.
In the end, I might fall,
In the end, I'll always love you.
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A world so cold you can feel it
as it touches the middle of your face
you feel fear and hurt inside
Your nothing in this place
Leaves drift from all the trees
The grass moves as the wind blows
your face feels the coldness
That nobody else knows
This place is so meaninless
I know im not okay
Im lost, hurt , cold, and in pain
i dont want to live another day
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Black shriveled rose pedals lay on the ground.
Memories of our love that can't be found.
We drifted away and fell apart,no chance again no place to start.
My heart got tangled and inbeaded with pain.
The thought of not having you drove me insane.
It hurts to know ur with someone else,and you love for her the way we once felt.
I realize now that you don't always get what you want.
My heart is intangled in one tight lost love knot.
When I hear you name my heart cries to,for the pain it has for not having you.
The wind comes along and blows the pedals away,just like our love one long lost day.
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