Noise lords my angelic heart
Like a grotesque piece of UP fine art
Composed of all mediums, colors and yelloe hues
More of a glow than just a shadow of your shoes.
My heart screams in incalculable distress
Like a shipwreck to me, i®is, your sky piratess
On a bot-infected wave of a matrix
Where congestion pleads “let me out if this cream fix!!”
My mind proclaim neither of our love is real
For it has to keep steady its pain, everything that it can bear
From these two people who are dear
To me, loving them would be my worst nightmare.
3 days past the most ecstatic of our college days
A week has gone since I last seen you, iv torn the memories into pieces
This sky above me, says nothing more or less
Of your love for me, you can’t even sacrifice your maiden in distress.
Thank you for letting him go
I am juvenile when drunk, and worse of all naive
To think that only happiness can save me
This heart he says he’s loved even for just 6 days times thirty.
I didn't know what i was thinking when i wrote this, but i know i was erm...depressed??! .... Pammie would tell me, "there's always another week to look forward to.., so cheer up!!" =T
I'm just not sure about her suggestion......... =(
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