What Little Of Me Remains
Anger, streaming from me into the sea
Pouring outwards, I'm wondering where to go
I had it all, and together we decided to dismantle
Followed by anger I could never handle
I stand alone, and the nights just make me angry
Cast out by uncaring friends, and the rest will search in vain
These darker days coming, I returned instantly to love
I found myself wishing for you
So I keep my heart and eyes open
The tears stream, barely able to cope
The fires roaring and just as quickly fade
A loss of faith, followed by returning hope
Love, it seems our day will soon arrive
I grieved with friends for something long lost
The death of love, like a corpse left to rot
But in a drunken haze, instantly I cleared my mind
And found what it was I was trying to find
Can I come home tonight
I only wish to return to you
Can I return home soon
I'm losing what little is left of me without you
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