I cry when the sun comes up
each day
and I do same when the bats
awake
Tears become the definition of
my life
I ask myself “why” and you
“how”
How can this thing you exhibit
be called pleasant
When the feeling is not
guaranteed for long
People tell me it stinks cos it
gives the word
Sorry, a worthless meaning
How can you possibly feel this
thing that hurts?
And causes pain greater than
the joy it brings
How? How can you?
… I don’t get it…
Please help me understand
Just take a look at yourself
then
Possess yourself with my sight
Was it good enough for us to be
in that bond?
Enjoying the good and juicy
times
And sharing the down and quiet
times
Someone tell me why it ups and
leaves
When so many promises have been
made
and it has its strong arms
around you
as you reach the acme of
commitment
How can you snuggle me nicely?
but you hate me so intensely?
You left me so soon without
saying why
I thought you once loved me
Now I have to live with this
reality…
Written by:
Scotia
20/04/15
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