unclear thoughts

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   I had it all 

     I felt it all 

       I spoke it all

         I gave it all

                                                                                            

Love Happiness Believe Joy

I had it I felt it I spoke it I gave it 

But now it all seems like broken dreams that hornets me

tormenting me leaving my thoughts cold as if, as if

I lost my soul leaving this heart this heart of mine torn.                                         

 

Gap's in my soul filed with

Omens of impeding disaster

Nibbling at the distraction of my life 

Enchanting my heart with death

        

                GONE 

 

         

 

 

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