Braking up..
Living in this illusion that was fake,
hitting the ground after the fall,
Falling through this dream,
entering sadness through a wall.
A fortified wall,
made to survive bombings,
but this wall broke,
this wall had it’s stroke.
Why did it happen again,
why is it me who they slain,
Why I’m I always the one who’s hurt,
why is it me who gets thrown in the dirt.
This Isn’t fair, but then again,
life never has been before,
it takes away all that makes me happy,
life just has some “jokes” for me in store.
Play with my feelings,
just put them on the ground,
jump up and down,
never will my broken feelings be found.
WHY DID YOU BRAKE UP?
Tears are pouring down,
down my cheek,
tears of pain,
tears of missing happiness that I seek.
The pain consumes me,
eating everything in it’s way,
eating my entire existence,
eating this entire fucked-up day.
hitting the ground after the fall,
Falling through this dream,
entering sadness through a wall.
A fortified wall,
made to survive bombings,
but this wall broke,
this wall had it’s stroke.
Why did it happen again,
why is it me who they slain,
Why I’m I always the one who’s hurt,
why is it me who gets thrown in the dirt.
This Isn’t fair, but then again,
life never has been before,
it takes away all that makes me happy,
life just has some “jokes” for me in store.
Play with my feelings,
just put them on the ground,
jump up and down,
never will my broken feelings be found.
WHY DID YOU BRAKE UP?
Tears are pouring down,
down my cheek,
tears of pain,
tears of missing happiness that I seek.
The pain consumes me,
eating everything in it’s way,
eating my entire existence,
eating this entire fucked-up day.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Lost_in_love*: | Vrijdag, maart 23, 2007 22:35 |
| omg I love it! | |
| Pebbles: | Zondag, september 22, 2002 21:18 |
| oh my god, just love your poem, echt waar... kvin er zo mezelf in terug.. dikke knuffel |
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| Auteur: Pure Love |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 september 2002 | ||
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