Who knows how days fly and weeks pass? Who knows how promises made and what promises last? We are souls who were made just for luck We are children, save for the targets on our backs I look into your eyes, see the chaos reflected within You look into mine just to see what horrors I've seen The sky lights up, it's time to hide once more The sounds are blinding, the screams are my core I am lost—perhaps, you are too I found my way, my voice—all because of you And now I see that we are given one of the many chances So we took it, against time and circumstances
We are happy for a few while We could have enjoyed more hadn't time gone senile You got called to work, back to the horrors you've been I feared for you but a promise you redeem I saw you last when the fog is nothing but clear You hugged me tight—you'd be back soon, I hear I waited for the lines to move before you can see my tear I would have hidden it for longer, more than a year And I waited, kept myself busy Every day, I hear news—I can't rest easy And then I go and see all these flourishing romances Wished and wished—once more for time and circumstances
And I remember the last time we are ourselves Danced to our song, lit the lake with matches I remember the smell of your hair, how happy you are I remember my smile and how cold is your car The night is deep, back when you had kissed me I remember it all too well—is something due shortly? And the promise you've made is in my heart I got the call, into pieces—I fall apart Everyone told me that pain is a must So now I get what they meant as I swallow the dust As I stare at your cold heart in the glorious of trances I prayed over and over, not this time and circumstances
I screamed, I threw things around just to cope I stare out the window, you'd come back, I hope But you will not—that much I know So why do I feel this pain, this pang like snow? I couldn't do anything as fate takes you Are we just meant to disappear into the blue? Because I really don't know why hearts fall only to die Why do people stay just for life and destiny to pry? Why do souls feel pain when finding happiness, they try Why do truths exist if all we can do is lie? Because now, life and fate offer me no allegiances Just for us to meet at the wrong time and circumstances
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
Well, that's...sad.
This is the first poem that's duly unconnected to the writing community drama and this is also the first poem that features made-up stories and stuff. It feels refreshing somehow. So there's that.
How about you? What do you think of this poem? Comment below. :)
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
