11/2/11

T.E.'s second poem

the big bang
how can i use this pen to confess me love the feelings i have for you can only come from above i try to move but you continue to shove these thoughts into my skull why am i so afraid to really see you day to day? but sooner or later you strain away and my voice is gone absolutely in vain the blood rushes from my head into my veins and the color from my eyes slowly drain but here i am running for you my days are happy no longer blue my face paints red my feelings are true but my voice is gone and the key is lost when i look into your eyes i continue to be lost

again PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE comment
signed, still confused

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