The King of Mixed SignalsA Poem by hannahspelledbackwards"nd as I look upon your moonlit face, I catch a glimpse of hope in this wretched place. Maybe I won't be alone forever, because to God forever is a day.I'm just tired of these love songs
That remind me of those who are gone Of how I should have known it all along And how quickly they seemed to catch on To the game I always lose You see I'm only speaking the truth I don't want to go through the phases The ones where love shows up in the wrong places I don't want to be the one chasing But I also won't be the one hiding in the basement But I don't know what else to do I can't think of anything but you It's perfect in a complicated way I never know if you'll pop up in my day Your the king of mixed signals As I'm the queen of the originals It's such an absurd way of admirably How I'm playing with curiosity Your different in a complicated way I'd like to know if you'll show up today Don't sit on your throne of mixed signals As I won't care for the originals But as I look upon your moonlit face I catch a glimpse of hope in this wretched place Maybe I won't be alone forever Because to God forever is a day I'm uncertain if we'll ever be more than this But I hope more as that smile peers behind your wide, stretched lips How stupid am I to write such a shameful letter I dream tomorrow will be better As I wait for the call that never comes Waiting is something I've always done I'm only a call away I'll just sit by this window pane And covet the rain for falling without fear If only I could be the same Love isn't as lovely as it appears. Just don't remain the king of mixed signals And I will leave my throne to the originals © 2011 hannahspelledbackwardsAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on May 19, 2011 Last Updated on May 19, 2011 AuthorhannahspelledbackwardsSydney, AustraliaAboutI'm Hannah, a 23 year old who loves art, animals, people, traveling and nature. I write poetry, songs, and stories. I write books but for some reason I never finish them. I can't write a poem unless I.. more..Writing
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