Thursday, October 13, 2011

Ripples of the heart

I cannot take to much more
my life has been turned up
side down like a hurricane
reaking war.

Dreams to be crushed and
my buttons to be pushed, I
hate myself for believing so
much.

A man diguised as an angel,
but inside he hides the devil
that has taken his soul and
shattered his mind.

A fairy tale to find on my own,
the dream maker has found
his own. Proceeding without
me, I can finally see.

Hearts beat to a different kind
of music, I am inclined to sit
back and be heartbreakingly
amused by all the fudes.

Why could I not stand on my
feet? Running from the one
who was only out to hurt me?
How he must of laughed at me.

Turning the pages, I remember
I wrote. Why can I not take my
own words that I so easily spoke?
My heart is so broke!

Taking a deep breath in, going to
forget who was my sweet lover and
was always suppose to be my best-
friend. Time to start my life again!

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