The sky's tumbling down around me
Clouds lying at my feet
The storm is breaking in my heart
My eyes are dead and bleak.
It's ending, unravelling,
Unwinding down and out.
Seconds dwindling, falling fast,
I'm not going to last.
But in the swirling black of storm,
Darker everyday...
A lantern in the dark, you shine...
Lighting the right way...
And I wish that I could do that too...
That I could do that for you,
It's cliché but it's...
Because I love you.
YOU ARE READING
Fire in her Eyes
PoetryThis poetry book is for the more angry, emotional, powerful - you know the sort. If you like this one, try checking out my calm poems: 'and the feather'! Thanks for reading. ~ enjoy ~
