Victorian Lace

I was here all along

The dark song of my soul

Written in the diary of an angel

My means for letting go

 

 

You told me to stop crying

That you’d be alright

Turn away. Don’t you stay.

This isn’t your fight

 

 

Victorian lace

Out of place

Hiding in the dark

 

 

Just give me a place

To paint my face

Paint over the scars

 

 

Summer died and winter came

It’s been far too long

My tears are endless

Ever since you’ve been gone

 

 

I hate myself

Feel I am to blame

Draped in black and locked away

I sacrifice to shame

 

 

Victorian lace

Out of place

Hiding in the dark

 

 

Just give me place

To paint my face

Paint over the scars

 

Can I lay on your grave?

Will you allow me to stay?

Or will you make me go away?

 

 

So I keep on believing

Keep on deceiving

Myself that he’s you…

Reviews

[L'Éphoectique]

Very rythmically enchanting, but I think it lacks a more profound dimension, a more special subject than what I can pick up from it. Sounds very musical.

[Faith]

Thank you. :) I actually was attempting to compose a song, but it turned into a poem instead.

[L'Éphoectique]

Well, what differences a song from a poem, may I ask? I think nothing does. One can simply sing anything, and it becomes a song.

[Faith]

That is very true. I was trying to create lyrics and chorus though, rather than just a bunch of stanzas that sounded good together, but I am terrible at composing music, so I decided to let it be what is was.

[Vamphrie Maximillian Wh..]

Though you would lay on my grave, I would not be there.

[Faith]

Indeed. :)

[Faria C]

Wow, this is amazing, the reader can completely experience emotions while reading this. Awesome job (=

[Faith]

Thank you very much. :)

[Faria C]

No problem C=

[Faria C]

No problem C=

[InsanityWriter]

This is amazing! Excellent work. I love the imagery of Victorian Lace. (: Beautiful piece. ^_^

[Faith]

Thank you so much. :)

[icelandicblue]

Even when winter is coming we hope for spring. We hibernate during those emotional winter's of our discontent. This is extremely forlorn and anyone who has any emotional crisis- along with that feeling of isolation can certainly relate to this.

[Faith]

Thank you. :)

[Kitten]

This is really emotional. And deep. Very good write.

[Faith]

Thank you. :)

[Kitten]

Your welcome.