Shock, Thrill, Suspense

by The Wingless   Feb 25, 2006


Love,
Is a thrill, a suspense,
And a wonderful shock,
Relying on unseen forces.

Maybe I was giving you pain,
Similar to what I felt,
Without thinking about gave me pain,
Because I feared facing the complicated truth.

Any love, is a suspense, thrill,
And shock,
Even if I try to scatter my doubts,
Into the blue winds,
I am unable to carry the burden,
With my unsteady hopes.

Perhaps I was being carried,
When I lost my soft warmth,
But now I see,
The depth of feelings,
The correct things,
The wrong things,
Everything you had shown me.

Love is a thrill,
a shock,
And a horrible suspense,
The time that both of us overlooked,
Was probably today.
I won't make my burdens scars,
I've still not found the answer,
Memories with you will quit before they live.

Looking for the exit,
But, you've already found it,
Just giving up,
There's nothing fragile anyways.

This love is shock,
Thrill, and suspense,
Running away from you,
And myself is how I got here,
Nowhere, I wont need a way to escape,
Because I found out no matter how my life goes,
Nothing will really change.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Allison

    I loved it. Keep up the good work. *5/5*