Memories
Memories of happy times haunt my dreams
Times we laughed and joked without a care
We’d show our love with the entire gleam
Our bodies could not, would not tear
We wouldn’t care what others thought
We were so happy and that was all
We’d sit on hills, and never fought
Staring at stars that would never fall
Our lives revolved around me and you
Dancing around as lovers do
Our love was strong and all so true
Held together by cupids screw
So why am I here before me lie
A razor in one hand bottle on the floor
I’m craving for release I hope to die
I hope you come knocking on my door
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the lonely lover
this is what love does to someone
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