Happy memories are gone...
drifted upon me is a soulful bliss
but unfortunately t'was out of reach
trying to catch it but still i miss
and as i fall...i fall into a ditch
breaking my heart as hard as it could
caught in thorns and bushes everywhere
trying to give it up...i might, i would
just to get me somewhere but here
no matter how i try to forget
that soulful bliss keeps coming back
where the mind and the heart met
reality can grasp with no luck
so here i am stuck with this
heartaches and pain the world brings
it will be a memory i will surely miss
at the back of my head it always sings
Sentiments captured in words. Not of regrets. But of how sad things turned out to be. I'm sorry. For a friend lost because of feelings in the wrong places. Unfinished because inspiration didn't grow to its complete fruition.
i can still remember the things you did
the way you look, the way you act
the way you showed yourself so true
and how i kept the caring love you lacked
i can still remember how you smiled at me
that sweet smile that could linger for days
making the sun shine so brightly
even when you don't have anything to say
Unfinished because I lost inspiration to finish it.
the blood that drips the broken ceiling
the murmurs and shouts behind the walls
the tearless, soundless cries loom over
darkness, despair and fears crawl
bloodshot eyes stare right at you
evil intentions of bringing you to your end
hopeless wails are deafening in the room
outside the walls it is unheard of
I feel so inspired????...lol!
This heartbeat of mine
i give it to you
you're one of the few
wish you're forever true
i cling to this beat
it's making me alive
giving me the drive
to go in and dive
the feeling drowns me in
it's like nirvana
it's like euphoria
it's a beautiful aura
i'm in a lucid dream
don't wake me up
don't make this stop
don't let it drop
the dreamer in you
is one of a kind
it's making me blind
it's oh so divine
whatever you wish
i'll make it come true
you'll never be blue
you don't have a clue.
:)
the memories of the past
echoes silently in my ears
some are quite aghast
but others bring me cheers
caught in between the paths
which road shall i take
confused as to look at what
seems to be right but causes aches
no matter how much i ponder
it seems the truth still haunts me
the blackest tears still glitter
warmth of laughter flashes fiercely
it's though the mind plays tricks
to what must have been and should be
the truce between sensibility and logic
will be longed for but with difficulty
the quandary is a tight spot
i miss the days
i miss them not
nevertheless endless ways
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