We try so hard to hold on to who we were, who we used to be. These changing pasts slipping away and falling into the air. The broken innocence of our remembered lives hover about and torment us like ghosts. I want to stop this time. Go back to who i was. When love was real and hope was gleaming. When I was ME and nothing could tear that up. But ive lost that beauty that used to reside. Like a bird leaves its nest my soul fell away. And all i am now is an empty cave. Wont you come and hold together these pieces of what i have left? Will you not stay just a bit longer then the others who all left? but thats not who you are and not how i could be...i can see it in your eyes.
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