Drip, Drip, Drip

by Kasper   Oct 15, 2004


What am i supposed to think
or what am i supposed to see
i hear the dripping in the sink
what has come over me

drip, drip, drip, drop
this is something you cannot see
the dripping will never stop
this is what I'm meant to be

each drop of my life is wasted away
its starting to make perfect sense
is this where i want to stay
because my feelings are so intense

drips down the drain
and out of sight
make me go insane
starting to see the light

it doesn't feel real, feels like a dream
theres something wrong with this world
my feelings aren't quite what they seem
disappeared because of that girl

soon the drain will over flow
and everything will be seen
the feelings will start to show
more than they've ever been

the sound that you hear isn't an actual drip
its a very distinctive sound
a heart thats going to rip
as its going down

to fix the sink, i wouldn't dare
for it has chosen me
so i stand in front of the sink and stare
and watch my feelings leave

i feel so out of place these days
like theres something missing
as i stare in the mirror looking at my ways
is it you I'm kissing

i know this isn't real life
Ive been taken somewhere else
everything doesn't feel right
the drips as my heart melts -Kasper-

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  • 17 years ago

    by Raine

    I lov that poem... i can really relate to it... like you said to me before itll be nice to trade poems back and forth... well just keep up the good work sweety
    5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by *puddle ov blak tears*

    Heapz good.....u've got da same poem name az me......i like urs betta tho, keep up da gr8 work