There are days like these
Where I want to put my heart on pages
Not knowing what to write
But I just let the pen dance
Hoping for a feeling, a melody,
A sound of a heartbeat
Yet there's just an echo
An echo of my thoughts
Silence of the night
Will you come over?
Would you pull me closer?
Like if you were my lover
Questions are walking, sneaking and waiting
Waiting for answers to show up
Waiting for the Truth to dress up
And there are days like these
Where I just don't know what I wrote
Where words are written on pages
Like if they were waiting for ages.
YOU ARE READING
An extract from a book i'll never write | Poetry |
PoetryJust a lonely teenager in love, struggeling with emotions and wanting the end to come sooner rather than later :( i want to love but i just dont want to hurt them if i love one then i will hurt the other. So please forgive me, i can't hold back my...
