Pagan Holiday

by Mello193   Sep 9, 2011


Then let me rant awhile,

and i know that were trying,
but I'm tired of lying,
inside i know this is dying,
a man never caught crying.
A slower decent to an unknown status,
and now what makes me the maddest is that crazy third wheels,
not wanting me to take you out for meals,
so ill make you this deal,
i can be yours forever and always,
but you don't want this now, this anger still stays,
I'm trying really hard to be there for you but it doesn't help either that I'm mad at you too,
mad as a rabid rabbit, running away,
a pagan Holiday.
A bit more mature,
a little unkind,
maybe taking a shower will sort out your mind,
together or not,
i need to know,
and i pinky promise i never felt so low,
what they say behind our backs brings a tear to my eye
cant believe in such a lie
i miss you more then you'll ever know
something I'm really to scared to show
a side of me you didn't know
for every goodbye a new hello
hello I'm gone
goodbye I'm here
i wish there was more to say
to this very day
i cant believe i was just another one
of your pagan holidays

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