Where you are

Where you are

 

Standing all alone in the dark
Wondering where your last light went
Contempling your shadow in a spark
Hoping to see all your fears faint

 

I surrender to your cold words
And burn the skin of my fingers
As my hand touch the tear
Of all the promises you did not keep

 

Chorus:
If I look at the night sky
And see the past of the stars
Why can't I look in your eyes
And see right now where you are

If I look at the morning sun
And can't see it burn when the fire starts
Why can I look in your heart
And see it break before it tears itself appart

 

Memories full of confusion and despair
Thoughts fill with illusions and nightmares
You consumed your mistakes in a drowning
Slowy dying in all the tears that ain't coming

 

Chorus:
If I look at the night sky
And see the past of the stars
Why can't I look in your eyes
And see right now where you are

If I look at the morning sun
And can't see it burn when the fire starts
Why can I look in your heart
And see it break before it tears itself appart

 

Standing all alone in the dark
Wondering how to light back the sparkles
That once shone in your eyes
That once shone when you were alive

 

Chorus:
If I look at the night sky
And see the past of the stars
Why can't I look in your eyes
And see right now where you are

If I look at the morning sun
And can't see it burn when the fire starts
Why can I look in your heart
And see it break before it tears itself appart

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nightlight1220's picture

When someone lets you in to

When someone lets you in to touch their darkest place within themselves...it is a compliment. Feel blessed.

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

a.griffiths57's picture

    Lovely poem. Heart

 

 

Lovely poem. Heart rendering. You write well and your descriptions are marvellous. Loved your poetry.


 

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57

sweetchaos's picture

Thank you. Your comment

Thank you. Your comment really touched me.

 

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Life likes order... But it was born out of chaos.