When the screams of the night
Invade all your dreams
And the burning sun of the day
Sets you ablaze
You'll run for a shelter
And you'll remember
You'll remember I had said
It could've been me...
You'll try to build a home
And you'll realise
You did not need to
It could've been me...
You'll find a hand to hold
And when you don't find one
My touch will always remind you
It could've been me...
When you look for a quick fix
To mend your shattered soul
You'll only find your tears screaming
It could've been me...
And when the thunder
Screams into your ears
And the rain keeps pouring
All night long
When you'll have nothing of your own
Except your broken soul
Its then when you'll think of me
And realise...
You had a shelter
But you said you didn't need it
You had a hand to hold
But instead you left her stranded
You always had a quick fix
But you always left her kneeling
And most of all
She built in herself
For you a loving home
But you were so busy loving yourself
That you left it all alone
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Sad Serenade
PoetryA hint of pain with the magic of words... Here's a short collection of poems for the heartbroken and sad souls..who are broken by love, shattered by destiny and still long for only one person ❤
