its only a broken soul, by little_irish_rose
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and i try to tell you how,
i feel with no regret,
how i miss you and i need you,
and i dream of how we met.
how you guided me through darkness,
across the desert land,
and when it came to hardship,
you gently held my hand.
you told me not to worry
you told me not to cry.
took your rains oaked sleeve,
and wiped the tears from my eye.
and you held on to me,
it was always you right there.
but yet i let you fall,
and now im alone here.
if i could tell you the things i wish
that i had told you all along,
if i hadnt let things get this way,
if i hadnt done you wrong.
damn these thought for waking me,
damn thema ll to hell.
because i know the things i feel,
but yet im too scared to every tell. |
Posted: 2006-06-21 19:19:25 UTC |
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