magicA Poem by chris morgan
it feels like I'm walking down a long dark road just a lonely young man
i keep walking not knowing where I'll end up not having a plan my life has lost all meaning or so it seems nothing but black wholes fill my dreams my mind is empty it has drawn a blank the more i through about you the more i sank i sank deep into depression couldn't take it any more i couldn't stay in our bed because it smelt of you so i stayed on the cold wet floor we sit and talk but the outcome is still the same you just played my heart like a cheap tacky game you felt me laying on the cold wet floor i blinked for a second and you ran out the door i really through we had something through we had a spark you left me here alone all curled up crying alone in the dark now the rain drips down my face its slipping through my fingers... why did we have to end, its tragic... we was perfect.. we fitted together like magic © 2011 chris morgan |
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Added on March 14, 2011 Last Updated on March 14, 2011 Authorchris morganbedfordshire, United KingdomAboutI started to write poetry as a way of writing about how i felt but as a different person. I tend to write more love and loss type of peoms, I think i write about that because more people can relate to.. more..Writing
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