Second ChairA Poem by JugHead985How to deal with being second place in someone's life.
I lie awake, thinking of only you
Still in harms way, so few dreams to come true You think about a way to keep me outside Burning from within you see that I'm right This is the final curtain call I've come too far to start so small Will you come with me Or just watch me leave The tears won't fall like rain To stain these streets of gold My heart so numb to the pain That you won't make your heart my home From the first time, your eyes met with mine I knew I belonged to you Without the courage to fight, How can I know what you say is true And it's all about to be Tell me you don't feel the same The victim in you won't be set free Until you wash your tongue of his name The tears won't fall like rain To stain these streets of gold My heart so numb to the pain That you won't make your heart my home We can wash our hands of all of this Just come with me To the lands of beauty you deserve Just come with me Why won't you just leave the hurt behind Reach out your heart And just come with me. © 2011 JugHead985 |
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Added on August 9, 2011 Last Updated on August 9, 2011 AuthorJugHead985Berwick, LAAboutMy political,religious and personal beliefs are mine. I do not expect nor do I wish you to feel the same. I only ask that you try your best to see the world through different eyes and educate yoursel.. more..Writing
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