Hey, i'm 20 years old and am Scottish, so i welcome comments, im used to critique being a Scot lol. I promise i will return the favour comment and vote wise. |
I sit here and wait, in a web of lies,
Of other places I fantasize...
I saw her standing there,
A beautiful sight I cant compare...
Numbness, feelings I cant overcome,
A number of things I have said and have done...
Shackles, a blind rage, a sharp fury, a dark cage,
A swarm of evil, a sense of damnation...
I love you, and I will always love you.
That is what she had said to me as her flaming...
An endless sea of malice and hate,
A canonized man sits upright and straight...
I know this isn't a love poem but i wanted to...
Shackles, a blind rage, a sharp fury, a dark cage,
A swarm of evil, a sense of damnation...
Numbness, feelings I cant overcome,
A number of things I have said and have done...
Life is one big paradox |
You cannot trully hate somebody, even human beings capable of the most heinous of crimes are not in possession of pure hate. |
If love has to be thought about, in this case you do not possess this feeling. |