Too late nowA Poem by viliThinkin bout my expiration date , Oh baby how I'll celebrate , When I'll no longer be around, To try and make you understand, My love burned deep in sky and land, I guess now you'll just never know Just how bad you broke me down, I hope you know that I was Crying on the bathroom floor Telling God I can no more , Asking him to take my soul Praying for a chance at all My love my love you broke me down, And I'm still sticking around My love my love how can I lie? You're all I'll think of before I die , How can I ever leave? My one true love my one true need, Oh darling how can I ever lie? You're all I'll see before I die. Things I should've left unspoken Promises I have never broken, White lies I had to tell, Not for me , but for your well, Pretty nights full of fear , When you couldn't shed but a tear, Deep thoughts I came to feel, Having to believe they're real. My love my love how can I lie? You're all I want before I die, My one,,, my all, Can you please not let me fall? I'm going back to gloomy days And I hoped you'd wake me from this haze. Oh darling let me say, I never went away , Those whispers your soul can hear, That's me speaking out my fear, Losing what you need to live Is like ceasing your own heartbeat. My light , my life , my everything How can I ever lie? How can I not tell you I love you When it's the utter truth, When all I want is this When all that's real And all I feel Is nothing less , nor nothing more Than something some may abore, Pretty lies , Ugly truth Dark skies Lit gloom. Keep believing in those evil thoughts One day you'll realize, What you couldn't see with your eyes All I ever did was care All I ever showed was love All from all I never left When I needed to I only wept I was scared and sad But I fought for it I fought for you I fought for us I had in you all my trust. Little pieces come together, We stared at the changing weather, Rainy nights and sunny days, Weird laughs and fake charades. Hearts break and heal, But the soul is something one may steal, When yours is no longer what it once was, And you missed to consider it a loss. Pure and genuine , Deep and real, Silk on leather , Fear to feel , Fear of loss, Fear of missing , What it once was. © 2016 viliReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 25, 2016 Last Updated on January 25, 2016 AuthorviliSharjah, Outside US/Canada, United Arab EmiratesAboutI'm 18 I study nutrition I love everything good in life I'm weird , but I mean, who isn't right? more..Writing
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