My love.

by Chloe*   Oct 28, 2005




Running, running, not looking back,
Escaping the world on this winding track,
Take off my heels; the rocks now dig in,
The cuts on my feet are starting to sting,
My long black dress, weighing me down,
The screams I strain but make no sound,
I’m now on the floor catching my breath,
And hearing all the lines in my head:
“He was the wings of a soaring white dove”
And now lies in peace with heavens above”
I can’t be alone through all this mess,
But you’re the reason why I’m distressed,
I hold your necklace like its my heart,
I ripped it off and threw it on the ground
Cause’ that’s how much I’ve fallen apart…
I already miss you and it’s only been a week,
I was holding you close when the blood started to seep,
I wish it were I instead of you,
Then you’d feel the pain I’m going through,
They lowered your grave, I simply just stood,
I know you can’t hear me, but I wish you could…

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  • 18 years ago

    by Robiie

    Beautifuly written
    take care x0x0