How many days will it take,
To count the stars in your eyes...
Sorrowed by the mistake
Of so many lies.
To stitch your heart,
Slow and steady,
As it was tore apart,
I hope I'm ready.
With my blood I'll paint the stones,
Of the path you will take.
Bridges, from my bones
To pass the canions, I'll make.
What have I become?
Fighting my fears,
All alone...
To smiles, the tears
Will turn.
The web that trapped you,
Forever shall burn
Sorrows you'll know, few.
I will never stop fighting,
I will set you free with all my might,
I will never see you crying,
I am here to cleanse the blight...
Forget all my pains,
Forget all my ways...
I shall cut all my chains
To see your smiling face...
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryNothing special, just some words coming from a twisted and broken mind, with a, nearly-shattering, soul that needs to breathe. Expressing my sadness or so...
