Thursday, January 15, 2009

I'm Always Brought Back

winter can break a smile
calm the sun
make the wind blow

cold kisses frostbite my
long to love hope

and I choose to look down again

My eyes are blinded from anything that could be good
its like fear rushed back to block everything
I once again misunderstood

That
Everything or forever means nothing and temporary

now the sweetness of night its false romance
of how beautiful starts shine like tears of joy

remind me to for some odd reason not smile upon the memories
I've learned to timidly cherish openly

and stay here to only try to fall in love with my solitude
I'd truly like to abandon

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