poetswithoutpens

You said you were sorry, Said that this Time would be different. Told me your a better person now.  And like the fool with his house on the sand, I believed you, As you tore me down, brick by brick, As you fell for the other man. I hope one day you hear this, One day down the icy road, Here the words im singing, And crash into the tree, Where we wrote "eternity" Would you let me hold you down, Would you let me look you in the eyes, And tell you that everything you've done Is the reason why I'm dying. I could tell you that I don't care, Could tell you I don't give a shit, I could give you the silent treatment. But...I.

I've been winding down, Time for bed,  But I'm waking up  I'm waking up  Waking up Woah! where am I now, Bitter in a ghostly town, Have I come to call my home,  Close my eyes, Too see a place I've never known. I'm waking up!  Waking out!  Out of my mind  And out of lies to hold me down. To think that all I have Will be gone tonight When I close my eyes.  You can have my things, Have my dreams, have it all,  But my soul,  That stays with me. I'm waking up!  Waking out!  Out of my mind  And out of lies to hold me down. Wake up!  Wake-up wake-up wake-

It's been a long time since I've writ you a poem, A song or a sonnet. I don't know which, This is just a scratch with my heart poured out on it. Your are beautiful, so very lovely, So lovely indeed. To think that now,  Your sleeping without me near, Is worse than this simple rhyme of it bringing me to my tears. I'd hug you and hold you all through the night, And if those bad dreams come to sing their song,  You'll wake up with me still holding on.  You see love,  I meant what I said, about not letting go,  I told you always and forever. And forever you'll know,  That you are my love, My angel, my

Do you know the feeling? Your heart crumbles in,  Lungs shrivle and fade.  You close your eyes to rest  From the colded beat Burning in your chest,  do you know that feeling? Because my eyes are closed, I'm laid to rest, Fitted with my fitted suit, Holding the rose-like feeling You ripped crimson from my fading chest. 

Honest, I need someone to talk to But there is no one But my thoughts to keep me hostage. Cries in silence, Not to wake those around. Dry them quick child, In fear of being drowned. Think not of the doubts and fears , Think of your blanket, hes held you through the years. Keep you warm and rid you the chill. Yes, my blanket holds me, But because no one else will.