For the inexplicable sorrows of our time There comes great edges of love, bells ringing in chime For the untraceable steps the stairs of life begot There comes a million faults and the promises we forgot I am tired now, love—I am tired of all the lifting past the ivies of doubt, it's you I ended up keeping I've been alone for too long, no waking from sleeping I've been wanting to know my fate—for that I'm dying All the meaningless lines and troubles suffice Pain comes for us now that blood is sacrificed There has been a great divide and in comes us I don't tell you a lot of things, love—it's what it was
Faded blue jeans, cigarettes smoking by the bay Waves roaring, clashing hunger burning in the quay Count the number of times you missed me while away Save me now, love, I have been going astray How far have we gone for us to slowly look back At the memories kept and the perfection we lacked All the while, I tell you how nice it was to love It's heaven, it's bliss—it's a taste of paradise, enough And through the night of heaven and ecstasy required We burn into embers and ashes—in joy inspired So far down the road of our endless youth comes heart I don't recall a lot of things, love—where did we start?
For the unspeakable throes life was thrown our path What have we to hold—what could make us last? There the sad times surface, brush the horizon of old There the heat snuffs out and comes creeping in the cold I dug trenches and you threw your bombs, fired the gun We started a war until we didn't know what we began I've been writing eulogies for too long—I know not of joy I've been screaming to be loved so I became a toy The forced rhymes and the dying last words of ours Traffic blurs our memories as time passes by with scars It's been quite the trip of our lives—there's nothing to hold So I don't expect a lot of things from you, love; that's bold
Shaded circles and curtains drawn but not withheld Fishing lies in a sea of truth—gone but not expelled Say your prayers to a heaven void of ears Hope for the best, for dissolution of pain and tears Where have we found ourselves after all these years? Are we fighting the same battles, judging the same fears? The journey needs growth—something we weren't born to do So I chip away my blinds and try to emerge anew And when you pull me down with you, I had to go Away from your love, away from all the sorrow To go where, I guess I'll find out tomorrow I won't say a lot of things, love, just to see your shadow
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I really don't know what this poem means. lol. I just wrote it out of the blue. xD
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