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SchlitzSchlitz Posts: 141
edited February 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
What I dream is love
Had it once but forever lost
I look at my shadow remembering that thought
Can’t seem to remember it anymore
It’s gone

It never was real
Or else it would be still be holding my chin
I wake every morning holding my own
Sometimes I can’t
Pick up the pictures and see them as I was
Iron my pants
Keep moving
Wonder why I have no feeling

Will I have again?
Still feeling his hold of my heart
That he stomped on and said it was done

I jut hope I can feel again the love
That I worshiped
Do I miss that?
Not sure
Have I been hurt
Dammit more then you know

So I wake and put on my face
i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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