Pour into youA Poem by beauitifulybrokenI think I forgot myself along the way.
Im haunted,
by the way things used to be, the good times, they used to exist just out of reach too far from touch it's a smell that ignites me patchouli and musk it's sunflowers dancing in the wind condesation from drinks sitting too long in the sun ice melting in pink cups I pour myself into you hoping I can be there again but your just a memory dead, gone and buried Why did childhood seem so simple playing in the garden, making mud pies daring eachother to eat worms instead we'd sit on the deck eating dunkaroo's it's screams from the thunder hiding under the covers playing with fake makeup spiderman, barbies and dinosaurs If i pour myself into you will you come back? will you tell me where you went? I don't see you anymore, when i look in the mirror I see a haunted face staring back at me looking back in horror at the face i used love If I pour myself into you will you forgive me for the time's i forgot you when it was just you and me will you take my hand again will that make me happy? If I pour my sorrow's into who i used to be maybe we can make it together atleast untiil tomorrow
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Added on September 9, 2023 Last Updated on September 10, 2023 AuthorbeauitifulybrokenCanadaAboutInside there is a soul that is yearning to be heard,felt and seen. Letting my self express these thoughts and words help for that soul to feel a little less alone. more..Writing
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