He painted so beautifully like it was blood, like the blood he had shed
He had too much pressure, please save his soul
He's been through too much, too much for this
Please, I want him here.
My childhood wasted on such a deranged man
You ran away, away from your own creation
I went far away, as far as i could be
Please, Your time is running out
He's too far for me to see
Curled up in a ball, you were curled up in a ball
Holding me like you were holding onto life
I wanted you to be saved, saved just for me
I see you beside me
But we are too far enough you see
Your clothing alas never fit like they should
We cried out, didn't do any good.
Please forgive me, the last words you breathed
And now I'm for sure
You weren't so far away to see
YOU ARE READING
Lost Memories
PoetryWhen the most deepest memories meet reality and becomes something real, powerful and meaningfully Not just words But words with emotion Will make you read and doubt if your deepest memories are just an illusion or pure reality... Can you handle that...
