I don't know how else to explain our love
It was a game that only fools would play
I was the fool who felt the need to pray
To fly and find peace like a weakened dove
My knees bruised and bled as I thought they would
And I continued to pray while you ran
I cried out in anger like a madman
Knowing that you and I couldn't find good
I prayed hoping to finally change my fate
Like a damned man praying on his last day
And maybe I'd hoped you'd take the bait
But we both know we're fools to think that way
With a heart that bled and cried out in pain
I saw my love slip through the hollowed drain
YOU ARE READING
A Book of Words That Never Seem To Be Enough
PoetryA book filled with words that I thought made sense, but they never seem to be enough. *warning* emotional, messy, raw and full of sadness (sometimes a little happiness here and there) I hope you give my words a chance, maybe they'll be enough for yo...
