NOV 1st 2004

by harold   Nov 1, 2004


HIM: My heart starts to cry as the time comes near..

HER: It’s lonely beat once dual to yours; trying to prep for something it wasn’t ready for.

HIM: Tho her heart is near my soul screams within, pain sheds from my vision.

HER: Only blurred memories remain; paired with stained silence of wanting to hear his voice…

HIM: Flames light, I begin to die when we part ways; my life taken from me not even a breath to save.

HER:Gasping for breath now being stolen away…please don’t go…not now…not today

HIM: WHAT DID I DO GOD? WHAT HAVE I DONE? Let me be loved, death plays a softer role…I miss her.

HER: I’d faucet up my liquid heart to appease our toxic situation; a day without you causing chemical imbalance.

HIM: You leave…veins change to stone, blood starts to turn, soul lost, mind crazed, heart cries its song...

HER: That bruised tune echoed through the kiss in which we say goodbye..

HIM: Is this hell or heaven? Feelings blurred, spinning, should I cage them…or let them roam free?

HER: Placid purgatory of where we stand; this can’t be it…or is this where we are supposed to be?

HIM: We must set forth a journey thus bringing this story to a close;

HER: The conclusion between question and answer; the mere finality…

I am the key to you.
…and you are the key to me.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments