Love

by suppressed   Oct 18, 2007


I'm a prisoner to my own misery
a slave to my own pain
dwelling on the past i cant get back
my scars from love still remain

broken and torn inside
ill put up some walls
build them so strong
and thats where ill hide

searching for a meaning
looking deep within
maybe i found it
but i couldn't let it in

something so right
but it felt so wrong
coz my way idea of love
has been poisoned for so long

keeping the good out
and letting the bad in
finding comfort in pain
and fearing happiness
slowly going insane

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