Faded Hearts

Faded Hearts

The bright light of all that you know, knew
and it does nothing...but pile high with snow
and if the sky doesn't rain, if the world doesn't sink
I will swim, nothing will keep me from giving in.

  When the fears you have can turn to dust
And the dreams you had become someone I trust in
Then we will laugh, we will sing, will smile and
The world will make sense again.


  If you want to find a friend, I'll be a friend
Because being hopeless is an end to an end
When, you say that love is forever I understand
Because no one goes through his hands as sand.

  If you want to bring me up, don't worry about it
If I want to die, I will crash and burn and you will light up the sky
With your smile, and we will be together after all
Because my failures don't matter, it's the end result.

  In the end, it is only the truth that matters
And the truth is I love you, and you belonged to me once
But the sky turned grey, everyone went away and there's
Just not enough room in my life for there to be two.

  In this world there's just too few, and everyone is loved
But no one loves me, not in this place anymore
I know I am a fool, a fool for falling for nasty games
And someone else will fill in the missing place.

  If you want romance, I might try and give you this last dance
In the morning everyone will smile, and the world will look small at last,

as we drive into the sun, and leave you with the remains
Of a girl who had fun...me in the window looking down, wondering how far until I hit the ground.


Of wasted hearts and shattered love,
Of fake laughter and gunshots in the silver night
Jane Doe's and delinguents
Of destructive hearts and regressive tendancies.

Reviews

[MyDearRobby]

WoH..vErY sAd bUt i ReallY LiKe iT,wEll dOnE!:)

[Wildecat]

A very sad poem, but very well written. Thanks for sharing.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Well written and such a very sad poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

This is such a sad piece. I feel the pain of the on talking in this piece


Of wasted hearts and shattered love,
Of fake laughter and gunshots in the silver night
Jane Doe's and delinguents
Of destructive hearts and regressive tendancies.


Of wasted hearts and shattered love. Wast is not in loveing a loss. Wast is not loving at all.

When true love comes into the equation, nothing on this earth can shatter it. I feel your pain.