When the clock chimes midnight
A million candles in the night
Blinds me with your light
Floating away so bright
Here comes the dawn and the sun
I'd rather shoot myself with a gun
Than to have clarity devoid of fun
From you I try my best to run
I can not explain what I feel for you
Words flow out but they are so few
Would you even stay if you knew
If only I could make it like new
Let me run away from this madness
With you in my heart I feel distress
How can I ever find happiness
Without you only emptiness
YOU ARE READING
daisy.
PoetryTo Ree, May you always dream of tall mountains and white cloudy skies. To be happy is to be able see the world through your wondrous eyes. -Will
