No matter the wall, have the will strong enough to break it.
It was the storm in your eyes
That held me together,
It was the darkness of your soul
Which broke me apart.
The taint you left behind
On the soul you promised to light,
You left me on my knees
Crippled and unable to realise
That you were the plague,
Which infected my whole life.
Remember me on my darkest day,
Because that's the last you'll ever see,
I am the eye of the storm I brew
To bring down,
Your golden castle.
YOU ARE READING
I Feel
PoetryWhen you manange to converse with yourself, you spin a poetry. When you understand how to reflect yourself, you become a poet. Sneak Peek: 'So look into my eyes, And tell me where my soul is Maybe they will betray it to you, Because they no longer d...
