Monday, August 25, 2008
It's hard yet not forgotten
I've seen and I've felt.
I've been cut, I've been hurt.
It's a touch of eternity.
Remnants trickle down wounds
Inflicting yet again another pain.
Sighs of relieved joy
Lost in the breath of sight.
Consequences that follow
Lost in the minds of hers.
Kept deep within the empty soul
The kiss of midnight.
Memories of tommorow
Unpredictable yesterday- still there.
Candles flicker away with sunset
The last touch of the beginning.
Butterflies; symbolism of hope
Mine already sealed shut.
With a doom of fate.
Spirits aghast, away.
SuicidalBallerina
05:49
