A poem I made to kinda...well, explain some things between me and somebody else. >.> ;
Anyways, it's callled "I wasn't so sure, but..."
Words escape from my mouth,
but they never make a sound.
You know everything there is to know,
but I'm not so sure anymore.
I was sure that wasn't me causing your pain,
or am I just trying to open my heart to you.
I've always looked at myself as a lover, a fighter,
but how am I if you're in such pain.
My heart wasn't showing the true capability of its love,
was I only acting as a fake?
No, I wasn't a fake, my heart would deny this.
Every drop of pain I caused,
it's willing to clean up the mess.
You'll let us, won't you?
I wasn't so sure, but we can do this together.
This is my heart and I.
 Broken Winged Calamity · Fri Nov 27, 2009 @ 01:50am · 0 Comments |
