Spending time with you
I couldn't fathom why it's so hard to do
Losing time, becoming blue
It's only the matter of leaving you
So misunderstood since the first of June
Wasn't hiding anything but a little mind turbulence
I was asleep in my warm cocoon
Waiting for my butterfly wings so I could fly in the open
I dream of all the lovely things-
'Til I was shown a nightmare
A heart poison and mind toxic
Phasing through it, I cannot dare
There came the seventh of July
It was the hardest goodbye
To leave with an honest apology
While my heart screams and cry
My mind, you see, was in control
And I can go against it no more
So I left a poem, things I cannot utter
But there must be something more
Some might say, it would be so easy to go back
But I just couldn't track
How far I've grown from that place
That I once-nay, always, tried to escape
The seventh of July, it was so forlorn
It's killing me softly as the day goes by
Adding poison to every meal
And tears to everything I write
YOU ARE READING
In Silence And Tears
PoetryBehind the silence, there might be tears. Behind the tears, there is a reason. Behind the reason, there is a person. Behind the person, there is a breath-taking love. Behind the love, there is a thousand dose of pain. Behind the pain, occurs the sil...
