In Sorrows Grasp - RedHeadRose

I know I shouldn't

But my heart chooses for me

You know you shouldn't

But just friends, surely!

 

We talk through my night

We chat through your day

My eyes are heavy

Yet I can't tear away

 

Your words, my smile

I fly to the ceiling

I doubt you'll ever know

How much I'm feeling

 

My words, your smile

I fly to the moon

Reeling, keeling,

That's silly, don't swoon

 

My glass box of fears

It cracks, falls, sticks like a shard

Like a burn that sears

But has never scarred

 

A glimmer, a flicker

She's there in the picture

A trigger to my head

Both mind and bloodshed

 

You mention her name

You can't imagine the pain

You said there's no God

It crushed, It trod

 

And yet still I keep on,

Too faithful, too strong,

Unfaithful, weak fool

Forever cruel,

 

Still In Sorrows Grasp.

The End

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