I Know I'd Still Come Back To YouA Poem by Drifter
Bouquet of roses, a sprinting start,
Fingers interlocked, my happy heart, To top it off, a kiss upon the cheek. The safety of your warm embrace, The softness of an honest face, Don't you know, you swept me off my feet? One flaw to mark my future fall, Fairytales are false dreams, afterall, You run after every other girl you see. Scar tissue built through arteries, Too obvious to accuse jealousy, How stupid could a person like me be? Fool me once, you hold the blame, Fool me twice, we lost our flame, Fool me thrice, the shame it rests on me. Ignore in presence of precious friends, Adore near streetlight strangers, then, Lead me up to the glorious final scene. Of the puzzle, give me a piece, I solve the riddle, struck to my knees, Another round passed of this wait and see. It's courtesy to say goodbye, Not leave me be, to wonder why, The break from love is such a heavy fee. Is it the ugliness of this face? Is it darkness in my music taste? Am I obscure, a prize not to be seen? I'll smile now, when she walks this way, Turn around, my face is night and day, The pitting pain, it still comes over me. I told myself I wouldn't care, To speak real truth, I wouldn't dare, My place is known every time I bleed. I'll fake the smile, I'll fake the laugh, Weep weekend nights, still time to pass, Find someone else, not even in my dreams. I vow these words, until my death, A fourth heartbreak won't happen yet, Maybe this lie will finally set me free. © 2012 Drifter |
StatsAuthorDrifterAZAboutHello. I am 17 years old and I live in a suburb of Phoenix, AZ. I don't know what people think of Arizona, but it's hot enough to sunburn the fair skinned kids after just a few minutes outside. I'm.. more..Writing
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