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I am in love with a creature,
hidden deep in my soul.
A dark mood that tears a strong heart,
in two, I
wonder,
if that creature will love me too?
But, wise my heart is, it always falls
for something wrong and kills me a little.
As I smoke my life away, I
do not know where early morning mist will,
lead me.
I am mysterious, for the walls, I
have built will never let me be,
the same again.
I have seen an angel in a dream, I
had once, and it made me Die.
To grab a soft had and trace the
footsteps into a light, I
had no way of knowing anything, and
my Heart know something magical, when I
look at Him,
smoking and drinking and looking at the
Girls with red lipstick caked on,
He was the only one with a welcoming name
and a handshake-and
that smile,
could send your feelings into oblivion.
He left me with a caring feeling, only
Poetry had left me with, and I
liked that feeling of it settling in my Heart, even
though it was cracked, broken
He led me back to a feeling of, "maybe," and
"Hope" and I
and not talking about God, but a Boy-
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