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my heart is baren...empty
complete with a soul
but left blank for those to trample.
given abilities
posessing the capability
to love
to hate
and to long...
unwilling to open my heart up
i'm not able to let you inside
lost in my own thoughts of you
my heart tries to speak
but my mind break through
miles and miles seperate us
but it's out own hearts that keep us apart.
happy, carefree and gentle
is the person i used to be
never caring or give a fuck what they said
i lived to make ME happy
now im left with nothing more
than memories of my past
a hardened heart has taken shape
of the warm heart i once posessed
lost inside a world i hate
seeing life through a clouded veil
no matter how hard i try
i cannot seem to find myself
behind this rough exterior
past the broken promises and empty dreams
is the Bizzy i once was
although shes ran away it seems
i keep grabbing for salvation
for a soul to save my own
i keep reaching out a hand to you
for you to finally lead my home
i keep wishing on a star
but they refuse the shin
and the hearts refuse to love
the mind takes over the body
then everything gives up
the warm is turned to cold
the smile turns to a tear
the dreams into hopelessness
and the love into fear...
Posted: 2005-09-20 23:54:09 UTC

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2005-09-21 09:39:24Debz ~~ lost amoungst the pages of a story yet to be told ~~
beautiful

2005-09-25 16:50:06My_pain_your_thrill
There is always hope amongst the hopelessness... aparently. This is a wonderful peice, very hopeful in a hopeless way... if that makes sense?