It's not you or me but us,
Fear of diagnosing our hearts with rust,
Break apart because of lust,
Chock over memorable dust.
We not letting go,
Just a moment to set sails and row
Asking for strength when we in the low
Staying strong as the tears flow
As I search for myself,
Don't come running as I cry for help,
Close your eyes picture my heart beating as we held,
Don't forget me but think about yourself.
What we have is too perfect,
My fears i still need to dissect,
Our feelings are still distracted,
This time and distance stuck in traffic.
I'm not leaving you,
Or asking for something new,
Just finding myself through and through,
I leave you with a smile as a clue.
P.s this is not a goodbye,
Sooner or later they'll forget that I died,
Make sure its white roses as they cry,
I'll miss you more, I won't lie.
As I hope dont stop me,
I pray that your free,
I hope that you can see
Its not you or me but we
YOU ARE READING
One With The Wind
PuisiTo whom it may touch, Thy soul,thy heart and thy might, Quench the thirst or enlighten, Feels of home and brighten. The more I'm stuck, In this cage of bad luck, The more my demons are at there best when I sleep. I'm in to deep.
