domingo, 12 de fevereiro de 2012

You know

And this time I have nothing to do, I'm a simple human with a complicated mind. My heart is meaningless, my words are strange, my voices are lonely. Hoping for nothing, hoping for death, hoping for life, hoping for everything and hoping for you. Yes, that's me, hoping for you.

All these things, I'm seeing
All these horrors, I'm living
All these nightmares, I'm going through,
The World and beyond
Beyond myself, yourself and them
Beyond none and foreseen
Our lives between
The lonely heart whose been damaged
The one who's been imperfectly flawless
It loves you for what matters
It hates you for everything
It wants you no matter what
But it's impossible, no more
Forever like that
I wish it was before

Oh, you there
Yes, you, with the golden smile
Come here and hold my strive
Lay your tears on my shoulder
And the pain will be over

2 comentários:

  1. that poem, loaded with sorrow, led me to tears. if there's anything i can do, just let me now. it's easier to talk to strangers!

  2. Awwww :'3 Really, it is! And thank you, once more! I'm completely astonished with this comment. Thank you :')