One phone call

by dion   Jul 14, 2007


You asked me to call that night.
but i admit that i lied to you
it was for a good reason
things that i dident want to go threw

alot of me was afraid
to hear that boy in the back
giving you the freedom you needed
and the happyness i lack.

apart of me was certain
that it was for sure
the same thing that broke me away from the last
the same steps acure

the tears i was going to prevent
the weeps i tride to hide
youll never understand the feeling
that eats me up inside

so when that phone rang
at two o clock that night
shivers ran down threw my heart
and i light way to bright

the end of trust and the end of tears
the most my hearts been hurt in years
feeling lost and i couldent say a word
i was scraming but know one herd

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