November rain
It was raining, raining hard...
I see the stars,
And they twinkle...
Once day I will fly far, far away
To thee ends of earth and back...
Taking pain and giving pain is all there is to it...
An addiction that makes you fit...
Smiling in the morning,
Sheding tears at night...
A poem with a thousand words means nothing
A poem with a hundred words means more then all...
I can be a little bit of me,
Opening for everyone to see...
When I wake up in the morning I feel a sensation...
The heart has stopped, steady and steal...
Words of fury
pierced right through me...
You had me when you said hello
and i was yours from the get-go...
Ashy glances behind laced veils
reveal inner thunders that crawl...
Slowly loosing grip on reality
Air comes to my lungs in jagged breaths...